to my anxiety
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regenkind nostalgia and blurry thoughts on rain.
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a letter to a dear friend of mine.

to my anxiety

I've known you for years.

I remember noticing you as a shadow - a scheme - a fleeting cloud.

I learned to fear you like that. Nameless, changeable, unpredictable.

When you struck, I was entirely out of control.

(I can't say it wasn't fascinating.)

And then -- a flickering screen telling me your name.

(A pretty name, I think.)

And I said hello.

Now you are something of an old friend, the kind that is just a bit of a show-off and a know-it-all, one that follows me around and whispers things in my ear that I don't want to hear.

And when they come true, you are there for me. You catch me, you embrace me, you tell me -- softly, and with love -- that you were right all along.

You were. You are.

But you will have to let me go eventually, because I need to stand on my own two feet. I will say goodbye to you then.

Until that time comes; go easy on me, please.

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