I sat at the stoplight and didn't want to go forward or turn around and go home. I tried to pick up my cellphone and call my husband to get me. Without warning, anxiety overwhelmed me.
I sat at the stoplight and didn't want to go forward or turn around and go home. I tried to pick up my cellphone and call my husband to get me. Without warning, anxiety overwhelmed me.
Reflections from the Threshold of Reason and Feeling
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