Songs: Snow White Queen and Tourniquet by Evanescence
Anxiety is a cruel thing. Once you think you have it under control it attacks fiercer and harder than ever before. It drives you crazy; you think you’ve gone mad. I hate it with a passion! Why won’t it leave you alone? Why must it strike you down again? Why must it separate you from the world, from God? You feel like you would die from the pain and sometimes it seems like a relief. But you fear that relief. Anxiety makes no sense! You fear everything, things you never would have feared terrify you. Nothing makes sense anymore and you trust nothing, you do not trust yourself. Anxiety is a terrible, terrible thing. When will I be cured?
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