Anxiety

Zikr, zikr, zikr.

And still, tears keep streaming.

While out there, I help to heal others from their anxiety, mentally or spiritually disturbed persons, I always, and always, put aside my own.

Legal Research in a few hours.
And I dont know how to express my anxiousness, but I really am, not okay.

Sujud.
Allah.

Shaking.
Heavy head.

Keeping it all contained, here - my blog, where no one in this place - dengkil, knows. At least im free to be me.

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