I hate anxiety and panic attacks. I've been prone to them for many years. They occur periodically, without warning, and for no reason whatsoever. I've grown used to going to bed with gnawing fear in my chest, and waking up with it in the morning.
It doesn't mean that I have to like it.
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"And if we have unearned luck, now to scape the serpent's tongue, we will make amends ere long. Else the Puck a liar call ..."
So speak.