[age 16]
I remember the first time she explained it to me.
Anxiety.
She had said. The word tasted bitter and foreign. She used terms like panic disorder and paranoia and they stung like little, angry bees.
All I wanted to do was wrap her up in a cacoon like a butterfly. Take her far away from all those things.
I didn't want her to suffer. It seemed so unfair.
I wanted to sit with her on the moon and suck on lollipops and watch the planets suspended like balls of blown up bubblegum in the galaxy.
Just take her anywhere that was far away from all those things.
I just wanted her to feel safe.
But that's not how these things work.
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