Functional Panic: Real or Created?
I chose to focus on things as I could, to ground myself. Watering my plants in my yard was peaceful, while my cat scampered about, chewing on grass she stole from the rabbit. I began to take long walks, walking faster and faster, hoping to let something of this life fly off behind me. Social media had exposed an underbelly of corruption in people I loved and cared about, to the point that I struggled to see it.
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September 24, 2020