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sisterniya22 "hurt people hurt people"
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Anyway that's pretty much the way it goes.
The high's and Low's

Anxiety

I can't go in there I shouldn't be anywhere Except at my own home Alone. I can feel eyes on me what do they see? I should pretend to look at my phone? I just wanna go home I can feel my stomach drop. My hearts stops. I just wanna hide. Head back outside.

I can't stop looking around. Maybe I could look at the ground? I can't hear a sound Because I can't turn my own worrying voices down I feel under attack until I head to the car to put the bags in the back. once I get in the car I can put my walls back up again.

I'm feeling safe then. Anyway that's pretty much the way it goes. The high's and Low's

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