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I woke up to the sound of my alarm clock cajoling me awake and the feeling of anxiety coursing through me. To say that I woke up on the wrong side of the bed would be the understatement of the year. I just wanted to crawl under said bed and hide for the day, but my family and job awaited me. So, I reluctantly got up, which was a feat in and of itself. As I prepared to face the day, I found myself silently screaming for relief and comfort, which was my desperate version of praying. It didn’t take long at all for my prayers to be answered.
When I arrived at work, much to my dismay, I discovered that the negative feelings had followed me and were launching another assault on my weary mind and body. As I wondered how I would rein in the anxiety to focus on…
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