Anxiety is like the mess you shove under your bed. I mean, you can escape it for a while but
Lunch is in session. Everyone is huddled around the table; little chunks of food and gossip skating through the surface
growing up with anxiety
Anxiety is like the mess you shove under your bed. I mean, you can escape it for a while but
Lunch is in session. Everyone is huddled around the table; little chunks of food and gossip skating through the surface