Growing pains

Updated: Jan 6, 2020

She’s mad. She is ignoring you. She hates you.

These are the thoughts running through my head.

I know that she is busy.

I know she is working.

I know this

but I can’t shake the feeling that my anxiety is right.

My anxiety overcomes me like

the black plague

killing 1/3 of my body.

But my coping skills are telling me to talk to her.

So I do.

And it turns out

her body is covered with the black plague as well.

And anxiety becomes the language of our relationship

chipping away at what it once was

and because we have a deep connection

we will lean on each other through the growing pains

and become stronger.

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