Overcome
I knew I wasn’t breathing. Holding my breath while knowing full well what the diagnosis was, but choosing not to believe it. I nodded anyway and stretched out my hand.
I knew I wasn’t breathing. Holding my breath while knowing full well what the diagnosis was, but choosing not to believe it. I nodded anyway and stretched out my hand.
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5 years
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Tagged a mind of your own, anxiety, control, depression, diagnosis