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Ugh. Tell me about it. I am so tired of the constant fear. I'm afraid to do anything, but if I don't do anything it gets worse.
I've had somewhat of a breakthrough lately, simply by being forced to do things I think... How to deal with fear of fear - know it's a phantom and it loses its power. Easier said than done... I'm still struggling with it...
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'...
At poor peace I sing
To you strangers (though song
Is a burning and crested act,
The fire of birds in
The world's turning wood,
For my sawn, splay sounds,)
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Dylan Thomas, Author's Prologue
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