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I had this experience of waking up one morning, gasping, and clutching my chest, and feeling as though my emotions were literally being pulled out of my chest. That happened sometime when I was in middle school and, since then, I haven’t been able to feel emotions the same way ever since. It’s like knowing…
Things are great Until they aren’t The thoughts are unwelcomed, The anxieties irrational — Or are they? How do you quell How do you dissuade How do you trust How do you tell yourself, “It’s okay”?