I’m taking a detour from the essays you’re used to receiving from me and writing this account of how I manage my anxiety. Think of it as a self-help…
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Who is close enough to listen to my heartbeat? Fetal position around my core in bed every night. There is a seed growing in my chest, and I have to keep…
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Seven years ago, a lifetime ago, we all broke. I didn’t let it sink in back then. Now I contemplate how other people see those few weeks. For some, they…
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Loneliness and betrayal. My body is hollow desert earth that my feelings have taken over. Hurt is the default state of my numbness. A minuscule wrong…
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You've poured cement down my veins. You've petrified my heart. Everything is sore and numb and dumb. My skin is boiling away in a convulsive allergy to…
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The candles that don’t burn
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I drink my mint tea in the comfort of my room, enjoying the temporary tranquility of nothingness. There is an absence of people, of things, of stress…
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Where’s your ring, honey? Forgive me; I can be a bit prudish sometimes. You did just casually forget it, among other unimportant things. Why is it…
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It was Friday, March 13th. I did not go out of the house that day. Instead, I watched my phone explode with messages about the lockdown that would come…
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It's 4 am, and I'm staring at the bright rectangle of artificial light on the wall. Thousands of tiny points are exploding in my brain. I'm…
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I've never had a Facebook account. I've been successful in avoiding the blue social network for years. According to some people, I've missed out on…
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I hate clutter. Whenever I enter a cluttered space, my mind slowly sinks into quicksand. I get a cortisol spike followed by a strong state of…
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