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Story Submission by Anonymous, Age 23
Anxiety: something every teenager is sometimes too proud to admit to; too stubborn to find help for.
It began for me after a few things went wrong early on. While I didn’t feel as though I was depressed, it felt like I was under constant pressure; like I was in the ocean at night and I could see no light.
Often I would get so worked up I’d have trouble breathing. So I began driving and that’s when my love affair with cars took off. I felt as though I had finally found some kind of comfort, but that feeling soon faded away. Once again I felt like a robot.
At one point I considered throwing my car into a tree.
Months of alcohol abuse and other bad habits later, I began to build something I’d never fall out of love with. I still do feel a sense of emptiness, often longing for something, but when I do I fire up my car and my problems wash away. I put it into gear and my mind goes blank. It comes onto boost and my childhood comes back.
This car has brought me hope.
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