My body doesn’t know how to breathe properly. Apparently, my lungs were never briefed on their job description. When they read the assembly directions, they skipped a few steps and posted inadequate instructions in my brain. So, they have never been able to hold a full chest’s worth of air in them. Despite all the…
Tag: Anxiety that grips your sternum and squeezes until breathing is hard
Hey Anxiety
Hey Anxiety, Go fuck yourself. I am on vacation and you’re not going to fuck this one up. With Conviction, An Anxiety-Riddled Person