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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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  • November 26, 2020

    Half past four.

    I’ve yet to identify “this”;  Whatever has taken over.  It’s officially set up shop.  Where profound grief was held, I have held for far too long and.  Debilitating,  Consuming; Grief. The heinous kind that makes you frail and weak. He assumed I am broken beyond repair.  Just the other day, The other day at half-past…

  • November 26, 2020

    Becoming bulletproof, in my own way.

    Becoming bulletproof, in my own way.

    I happened upon his doorstep, in late June of 2015. In hindsight, I can clearly 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…

  • November 26, 2020

    “Quiet or I’ll kill you.” And he really meant that..

    I guess on the inside of me I was angry because I couldn’t understand what I had done wrong, what I did that made me hurt you or maybe made you hate me so much. Then I remember you went to counseling with me once, I had stolen your pills all of them every single…

  • November 26, 2020

    I am safe, you are always safe;

    We go back and forth, Constantly sizing me up. His opinion is just that, an opinion. He is no one, he’s nothing. The battles are over it’s time to finish this war. If you’re going to try something go all the way. Otherwise don’t even start. Bukowski

  • November 14, 2020

    Fortitude,

    COURAGE IN PAIN OR ADVERSITY. You’re not dreaming; this is not a test or one of your far-fetched silly fantasies. The dreamer, you prayed would die. And yet every morning, you woke up with that sadistic personality flaw. The dreamer. It never died or took a vacation even when, by all appearances and all logic,…

  • October 30, 2020

    And then they recovered.

  • October 25, 2020

    Say something.

    And I know if you thought about it, you’d never doubt my selfless love for you. My bags are packed. The cold metal of your deadbolt sends waves of sadness and long-overdue relief from the madness that I’ve been addicted to, like a junkie going on 4 years. I wished for him to tell me…

  • October 25, 2020

    Now who’s hiding?

    Now Who’s Hiding? How is it possible after all the things you’ve done, I still want you to love me? Me, I’m going to leave it at that. I have no way to bring nori back for Jack and I have no words regarding retaliation today but with my sweet disposition and a keen interest…

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