this book got ranked #949. it may not be the best ranking, but im ranked. and it means so much! i wanna thank you all so much for reading and voting, it means a lot to me.

and i also do sort of have anxiety, and this is how i sort of experience it. so if you do have anxiety and it's totally different than you, then im sorry? i don't know. this is just how i experience it, so don't come @ me. okay? okay good.

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"you don't know how it feels! it feels like all of my thoughts at once and it's so overwhelming. it's like im here but im not here. i can't focus and it feels like im drowning in front of millions of people but no one wants to help. i don't feel hopeless, i feel lost in my own body. it's such an indescribable feeling, ethan. i felt like i was slowly fading away from earth," you cried into your hands.

"just breath then, y/n," ethan spoke as he scrolled through twitter on his phone.

"breath? are you serious?" you wiped away your tears and stood up from your seat with your hands on your hips. "you don't even care!"

"uhm," he says without looking up.

"i have anxiety," i state.

he looks up to you and shakes his head with a quaint laugh. he puts his eyes back on his phone before saying, "no you don't. you're just nervous, calm down." you looked at him bewildered and grabbed his phone. "hey!"

you threw it and you both heard it smash into pieces. "f.uck you," you spat in his face. he ran after his phone and cradled it like a baby.

"what happened in here?" grayson runs out with his pants hanging dangerously low on his waist.

"i was just leaving actually," you grab your bag off of the counter and head to the door.

"y/n? are you okay?" he says and completely ignores ethan crying for his phone.

"no," you truthfully say. "but i will be."

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