I have struggled with anxiety for as long as I can remember. It took me years before I realized what it was and that it was real. My mother also lived with it, but our family did not realize it until after she passed away. It is a condition that can be handled in many ways; however understanding is half the battle. I can usually control my anxiety with deep breathing and prayer, but there is one thing in this world that sends my anxiety to paramount levels: the sound of the monitors in the hospital.
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