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I am AnxietyGirl; leaping to the worst possible conclusion in a single bound.

She held her breath and jumped. My personal blog.

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  • October 28, 2024

    And there in lies your problem:

    And there in lies your problem:

    It was different when you pretended I was dead. For the past 10 years, I tried with all my might to remind myself what a monster you are. I tell anyone who is interested in me long enough to ask, “why are you so fucked up, what happened to you?” I was thrown away so…

  • May 10, 2023

    I have a feeling l used to be something;

    I have a feeling l used to be something;

    To whom it may concern, I am a victim of a violent crime and have lost my housing because of this. I am currently homeless and living on the streets most of the time unless I get the money together and rent a hotel room for the night. I’m telling someone because it occurs to…

  • October 29, 2022

    To whom it may, or may not concern.

    Please excuse Joslynn from today. Possibly yesterday as well. I wasn’t there to see if she needed an excuse yesterday. But as history has been repeating itself. She’ll probably need a few from last week as well.  This is the doctor, my name is of little importance, seemingly just like hers. More than likely no…

  • May 30, 2022

    Red licorice

    I happened upon his doorstep, in late June of 2015. In hindsight, I can see Mr. Esq was the person that was supposed to reign me in, Gary’s way to control by proxy. Mr. Esq. Was my first step. I had been “thrown away” so many times I didn’t even realize my wardrobe was consistent…

  • April 21, 2022

    Surprise me, I don’t need or want to plan that.

    That’d be cool. But you’re the first person I’ve told and I don’t think I’m ready to talk about it yet. Until I know more at least. I never tell anyone about my health, I’m embarrassed to be so sick and on my own. The only thing I’ll say about it is I’ve got annoyingly…

  • December 24, 2021

    I get a little closer to closing this chapter.

    I get a little closer to closing this chapter.

    It’s something. I guess, a person like me, I should be happy with anything I get. The shit sandwiches and black eyes. After all, I have been and believed I was, something you flush. I love my son, I wasn’t allowed to see him for 6 years because I have a mental illness. OCD. And…

  • October 14, 2020

    Broken is no longer synonymous with my dysfunctional surname.

  • January 9, 2026

    Control

    Control

    What is your mission? The day I met him, all I have ever wanted to be was his mother. The suggestion by all involved in my life or simple passerby’s that my chosen partner who helped me create this beautiful life was dangerous and and very dark. Ominous and vindictive, words that my family used…

  • September 6, 2025

    This is a real question,

    Time to be honest and ask for help. I have been with my fiancé for 7 years, I have always had a great respect and have cared for him, I have never been crazy with desire for him. I have never felt like that for him, in fact it’s not been an issue because he’s…

  • September 1, 2025

    Did anyone else see that?

    What brings a tear of joy to your eye? Did you hear that? Actually, wait a second, did anybody else see that? Yes. “Son, if you don’t do it you’ll regret it for the rest of your life, hold your breath, close your eyes…..and just fall back. I’ll be here the whole time, trust me,…

  • August 17, 2025

    Podcast

    speechify.app.link/RFexr83KUVb

  • August 15, 2025

    Never enough

    To my father, motivational, and made me who I am, The Surviving member of your clan. I couldn’t drink your Kool aid, and although he does not recognize it, I am his daughter. I am the youngest of his children. He threw me away 10 years ago. He was my first and last heartbreak. I…

  • August 15, 2025

    To whom it probably doesn’t concern three squares and a cot.

      Your Honor, I stand before this court today, not as a mere statistic or a name on a case file, but as a living testament to the profound impact of the crime committed against me. My life was forever altered on that rainy night, and the scars—both visible and hidden—continue to shape my existence.…

  • August 15, 2025

    Street rat and her ride or die cat.

    The thing is, she chose me, I was adopted and ungrateful not Grateful for food and the clothes, that stuff I used to but, do not have. Daily I am reduced to begging and staggering from the place where I am surrounded by so many but invisible to everyone. No one cares that you are…

  • August 15, 2025

    Fuzzy memories, and no moral compass.

    I am the logical choice, I look really great on  paper. I am the one you most definitely should be with. There are a few other things that make being with me more tolerable I know. Of course, I am the best you’ve ever had, ever will have and the best you’ve ever lost. They…

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