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Heaven is 2015<333

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Growing up everyone always called me a little worrywart, but looking back I think it was (and probably still is) severe anxiety. My dad said I’d get so overwhelmed that I’d have trouble breathing - I was so young, maybe 4 or 5. I remember beathing into the paper bag.

I’ve been trying so hard to build resilience and let go, but I think I’d need a lobotomy to ever see real change. Logically I know I’m irrational but my body will not shut the fuck up.

I don’t think a reliance on meds is a bad thing. Someone on reddit said lifes too short to be feeling shit all the time and they’re so right. Can’t wait to feel like a million bucks again.

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I’ve been off Lexapro for almost a year now, but after spending 10 consecutive days on this family holiday I’m researching how to get a script prescribed and filled in a foreign country.

Everyday is so emotionally draining, I don’t feel anything but dread. I thought I’d feel better when I left home and that the panic I felt was only from the stress of travel planning. But I feel so much worse than I did before.

Also the sheets in this Airbnb are so itchy I really hope its not bed bugs.

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My sister made these keychains for us - after today we won’t be whole again until mid next year.

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The most beautiful moment on the swing with my sissys

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Waiting for my soaps to dry

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My little sisters name

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Made a set of these silk pillowcases for my bleach damaged hair but bringing it travelling just makes me feel even more homesick

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<3 my milf sunnies

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