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S. Santorus

S. Santorus

I Don't Know

What do I do now?
Where do I go from here?
What does this mean for us?
How
Do
I
Feel?
The answer
is the same
for each,
but completely different.
When will I sleep?
When will the tears stop?
I tell you,
When the blood stops flowing.

(2014)

At this point, my anxiety and depression were snowballing into what they are today.

#Anxiety #DepressionUncertainty

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