Kat meets anxiety
Ok you guessed it. And even if you didn’t, thanks to anxiety, I can quite literally hear panic knocking at my door if I don’t confess immediately. My name ain’t…
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Images are worth a thousand words. Kat would agree. While I sit quietly looking for the perfect angle, she goes around rambling over and over about how life ain’t fair and how it’s hard to figure out what’s what.