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My mom came up with an even better way to counter my debilitating anxiety. Now, I can honestly say life is a million times more tolerable from inside my mom.
They call me Dracula, on account of my pale, sickly appearance. I think they could have come up with something better. It’s more than my appearance. I’m just a freak. A spaz. A dweeb. And thanks to my debilitating anxiety, a sniveling freak/spaz/dweeb. Who knows, maybe Dracula is meant to combine all those. I don’t know. One things for certain, if it weren’t for my mom, my only saving grace, who was actually very normal looking, even beautiful, even hot to some guys, I think I would have been strung up and left for dead a long time ago. Who knows, maybe I would have been better off. Maybe a good stringing up is exactly what my debilitating anxiety needs. Thankfully, my mom, saving the day as always, came up with an even better way to counter my debilitating anxiety. And, so far, it’s worked like a charm. And now, I can honestly say, life is a million times more tolerable from inside my mom.