"Just breathe, breathe, breathe" I tell myself repeatedly. You can do this. Be strong. You must "suck it up Buttercup" and leave your home to get to my client's apt. " I can do this", "No I can't", "Yes you can".......this is a constant dialogue in my head that I live with every day all day.
How did I get here? How did this happen to me? Will it ever end?
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