luckykomaeda
I find it so hard to talk to people. I'll tug your sleeve. I'll whisper a greeting. You turn, I run away. Why can't I speak to you? Why do I feel like I'm drowning in my anxiety. To speak is sin, to hide is sin, and I can't do this anymore. I want to brush it all away. I want to curl up and hide, press delete and start fresh. Why can't I speak?
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