Inhale life exhale anxiety

I never thought this would be me

Lost, confused and finding it hard to breathe.

Drowning in the thoughts that I never before had 

Trying to figuere out where to put my feet to land.

My heart would pound inside my head

My fingers tingled and no words could be said. 

The doctors titled me and said I was sad

And I refused to let others think I was mad. 

It wasn't my past, my present or thoughts of the future

and I realized it wasnt because I lacked any kind of nuture.

Things happen to us, even in happy homes

I was raised with smiles, laughs and never alone. 

Maybe this was a test, I think it was. 

To prove that I could be more than what the panic does.

Yes, a test

One that I passed.

One that makes me thankful, stronger and to think fast.

Throwing away the paper bag, that once helped me breathe

that was the day, I overcame my anxiety. 

 

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Kvilla44

The beginning and the ending. It may have been a horrible start (shown in the description of what the anxiety does) but near the ending I wanted to show strength and how it finished by giving more to me. 

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