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High-functioning Flashback
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Posted: Thu Apr 26, 2007 3:01 pm
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My Panic Attacks
This reality of mine is not so kind, I play the music loud to blot out my mind.
When the anxiety first arouses I want to run in fear, my mind rolls up into a ball and it draws my apathy near.
I can't stand how I feel, it is as if I'm an axis of a tipping reel.
I feel happy when I put my keys in the car and drive, but I know the joy will end once I arrive.
Tell me why I feel this way, why must my emotions slay my day?
I can not stand this emotional over-ride, I wish I could shout, "Stop!" and they would subside.
But, alas, this can never be true, and so I say, "Good-bye," to happiness again and bid adieu.
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Posted: Thu Apr 26, 2007 7:38 pm
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High-functioning Flashback
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Posted: Fri Apr 27, 2007 6:12 am
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Posted: Sun Apr 29, 2007 8:08 am
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High-functioning Flashback
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Posted: Sun Apr 29, 2007 3:57 pm
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Posted: Sun Apr 29, 2007 9:15 pm
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High-functioning Flashback
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