Questions for Anxiety

I wonder if you know

Do you see what you do to me?

The consequences of your actions

Do you hear my heart pound in the moments before you knock on my door?

Does it matter?


So this poem is sort of a prelude to the short story coming out on Friday. As usual, I can only ever speak from my own experiences and last week I had a sudden realization. I won’t get into it here; I don’t want to spoil the message, but I will say that some things aren’t as they appear. And a shift in perspective can do wonders.

See you Friday


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