Deaar

No point in stressing out dear. No point in rushing my dear. We are meant to do the things that we do but we can at least do it with a clear mind. My dear, my lovely dear you worry about the unworryable, you care too much about judgement. You feel the essence of fear that leads to panic of racing heart, which later then scrambles with your mind. My sweet dear remember who you want to be, even if it’s daily. Remember that I’m always here, even if it may seem like you’re alone. Remember my dear you are capable of anything. Secondly my dear you are a dear, Everything will be okay, focus and breath. I’ll get you there

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