It wraps tightly around my chest, threatening to overwhelm me.
But I will not let it win!
A feeling of hopelessness follows and I find myself lost in a fog of self pity.
But I will not let it win!
Anxiety threatens my happiness everyday and wants me shrink away in fear.
But I will not let it win!
Yet, through the darkness I emerge stronger and more courageous than before,
Because I did not let it win.
The Persistent Platypus 
A great poem! Very relatable.
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Thank you!
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I know the feeling that you describe in your opening line…you are stronger than the anxiety…:)
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Yes 🙂
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Yes! I have felt this! I will win!
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