They said there was a therapeutic power to story telling.
But what if I can’t tell?
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They said there was a therapeutic power to story telling.
But what if I can’t tell?
“But I am tired
Fear has become my companion.”
Said I, to my therapist.
Feeling guilty for ditching my fears and evading the anxious shortness of breath.
Am I losing control?
My thoughts are swirling and twirling in fear.
I can’t lose control.
Have you wondered what life feels like with a normal brain?
An anxiety, distortion, compulsion-free life.
How does that feel?
My brain is a dull spring
No birds chirping
Just a humming bird
Humming, not so nicely,
More like a woodpecker
Picking at my brain cells