The Burden I Carry Makes Me Strong

I get it. The illness is loud.

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“Would it help if I turned out the lights?”

My manager was trying to be helpful, so I squeaked out a “yes” between hyperventilating breaths.

I was in the midst of a flashback.

It was not set off by anything in particular — I was just going through a hard time, after finding out…