I want to talk about anxiety. Mine, and yours.

Story from Constance Hall by Penny Shipway

When I was in high school, my friend was hospitalised.

When I saw my beautiful friend, her anorexia had changed her to barely recognisable. It was the first time I had a close encounter with someone currently having severe, obvious anxiety. But it wasn’t long before we were both in stitches from giggling. We sat on her hospital bed asking spirits on the Ouija board if we’d ever marry Luke Perry, like for reals.

And little did I know that when I moved towns a few years later I would have my own experience with anxiety and depression, which still haunts me to this day.




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