Drenched in my own sweat

I continue the quest to find my own

Breath

The energy expended just to stay alive is beginning to kill me inside

Slow down I’m exaggerating

Slightly dramatic

Anxiety is like pressure I can’t see that’s applied for and by me…

Pant pant pant…

Why is there so much effort….

Just…

To…

Breathe…

The simplest things trigger my exasperations.

And it will linger for days, weeks, years

Deep thinking plus the combination of expectations of how I should be is crushing

Me…

Pant pant…pant.

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