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Anxiety

Anxiety. 
A loosely used term.
Sometimes, it controls me.
But I cannot let it. 
I will not. 
It does not define me as a person. Anxiety. 
Something I will learn to live with. 
Something I will control. 
It makes me stronger. 
My will to fight strengthens. 
Anxiety. 
It taught me that life is hard,
and even harder with this demon. 
However, it's no excuse.
It taught me that I am not alone. 
Othwers also fight this demon. 
Anxiety. 
Some will understand it.
Some never will. 
It is a part of who I am.
Of who we are.
But it will never define who I am,
Or who you are.
 

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i know some one who would love this and soooo understand

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