Heavy
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lmbisme
lmbismeCommunity member
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There it is again. The weight on my chest.

Heavy

There it is again.

The weight on my chest.

Why?

Why now?

Why at all?

I feel like I might throw up.

I need out.

I need to rip my ribcage open so I can have room to breathe.

I raise my hand and ask to be excused. I am.

I rush to the bathroom and before I even open the door I can feel my face getting wet. I shut the door behind me and sink down to the cold floor.

I cry.

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