In my first-ever piece for The Prompt, which won me an awesome long-sleeved hoodie shirt, I write about the time in my life when I had no worries—and how much it sucked!
Every day of my life, I’m wrapped in a warm, occasionally suffocating cocoon of anxiety. An itching, skin-tight reminder that I’m a bit of a mess.
Unlike a butterfly, this anxiety doesn’t give me the chance to emerge, freer and more colorful. But I’d never truly realized how used to its weight I’d become until a horrible two-week period where I had nothing to worry about.
Read it here
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