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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.

  • May 1, 2026

    Of little value.

    Of little valueThis is why I want to work so badlyI do t need to, I haven’t for some timeI have a person who loves me enough to try and protect me from my self destruction I don’t want for a thingWhenever I need for anything it is a simple text away Never mind any…

  • May 1, 2026

    I was hardcore, first.

    I was hardcore, first.

    hardcore All of my life and now I have created one  What gave me the right to spew soapbox edits of my life interpretation of what’s going to happen to the person that I loved be more than everything since before I met him? I love him so much, I feel myself die every time…

  • March 14, 2026

    The answer sister.

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  • February 26, 2026

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  • February 26, 2026

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  • February 17, 2026

    If I was something someone noticed, that person would probably notice this. Please listen.

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  • January 28, 2026
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    What would you do if you won the lottery? Call my attorney.

  • January 28, 2026

    Forgotten memories

    I stumbled across an entire year of writing one sleepless night. This, these essays are originals and they were written during the darkest, and most enlightening time in my life. A time I didn’t think I’d survive, but I survived. Dead on my insides, dangerously dead. I am so good at surviving I almost believe…

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