Don’t look now, but I think it’s creeping back. Every time I start to get a little bit brave, and maybe more like my old self again, the anxiety monster pipes up, saying, “Hey! Where do you think you’re going?”
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Min doesn't creep back but seems to raise it's ugly head at the most inconvenient times. It seems when I need to be my strongest anxiety looks me in the face and says, "WTF do you think your going to do?".