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Nique's Journal

Dear Anxiety

Dear Anxiety
What do you want from me?
Not going down that road again that’s
Full of bad memories
Tried to take over me
But anxiety
No longer has a hold on me
I’m free from anxiety
I’m free to be me I’m free to be Who God created me to be

Remember feeling anxious but anxiety just wanted attention

Dear depression, I’m coming for you next!

A piece of Nique’s Journal: Tears from my past

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