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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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  • July 21, 2020

    Self satirical outlook on becoming self-aware that I was completely steadfast in my earnest attempts to be unaware of.

    Ok, so I have OCD, bad OCD. Not the kind of TV sitcom producers and 20 something writers who keep making an uneducated pun or butt of a joke. I’m not anal-retentive like most people with OCD are typecast. I’m in recovery from OCD, everyday I battle to stay out of my prison, my head…

  • July 19, 2020

    The princess finally saved herself.

    To whom it may concern, Today, (August 17, 2019) Saturday evening. A not so subtle sucker punch came in from the right. As sucker punches usually present themselves it Seemingly it came without provocation. That sucker punch didn’t stick around long enough so I could say, “thank you.” Before the aforementioned, I was lost aimlessly…

  • July 18, 2020

    Why?

    I come to you with my heart in my hands. There are pieces of it that are missing, left with people who couldn’t love me the way I needed to be loved. Being all-knowing. You already knew that. There are arteries with tiny holes, for all the ways I’ve convinced myself I wasn’t enough. The…

  • July 15, 2020

    Burn the boats.

    If you want to take an island, you must burn the boats.  It’s time to Rip the rear view mirror off.  She was fierce  She was strong She wasn’t simple  She was crazy And Sometimes she barely slept She always had something to say She had flaws and that was ok  And when she was…

  • July 13, 2020

    Even the word “Hopeless,” isn’t void of the word “Hope.”

    I heard someone say that the statement I adorn this post with as my title, After today, really, after the past 5 years and the 35 previous to that. I am embarrassed to say, I think whoever started the aforementioned Shit about Hope. Is a liar. More than likely, as the “self proclaimed affirmation Queen.”…

  • July 5, 2020

    These are my silent words screaming out loud.

    I’ve yet to identify “this”;whatever has taken over.It’s officially set up shop.Where the profound grief was held,held for far too long.Debilitating,Consuming;Grief. the heinous kind that makes you frail and weak.It was assumed I was Seemingly broken beyond repair.The other day at half-past four.The frail was gracious enough to take the subtle hints, and leave on…

  • June 28, 2020

    Sometimes I wonder about myself.

    I’ve had a day and I learned more lessons on subject matter that I thought I possessed a doctorate’s in. Sometimes I wonder about myself. And I get distracted by something shiny, and just like that. I’ve lost my way. I surprised myself, I felt something today. It was a familiar feeling. I was sad,…

  • June 27, 2020

    Yet against all odds and logic, we still hope.

    Today I taught my son how to do something. And I felt something inside I’ve not felt in 5 years. Alive, not the almost dead, barely holding on, crash team pounding on your chest alive. I thought all my chances to make him love me and maybe leave a ripple in his soul were stolen.…

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