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What was once said to me ? Constantly to the ear, in whispers and sighs?
Once upon a time I would have said "no" but I wasn't in control, and I never was in control. Because when you pinned me down in the cold dungeon you call a bedroom, there was no escape.
You took me out on adventures all the time, knowing i had anxiety, saying it was fine. You didn't let my fears take over- every event was another step closer to feeling free from the anxiousness that was attached to me.