Her Anxiety….

Her anxiety kept her hidden from the world. She lived mostly through books, paintings, and photography. Sometimes, she wandered through the forest where the trees kissed the sky and the river ran free. At night, she curled up in a chair with a blanket on her front porch, gazing over the darkened fields. There, she would spend her evenings writing down all of her dreams, hoping that one day, the darkness inside her would disappear, and maybe—just maybe—she would finally be free.

Then, one day, something changed. The sun felt warmer on her skin, the trees seemed to whisper her name, and the weight she carried began to lift. Slowly, the darkness faded, replaced by a light that grew stronger with each passing day. She discovered that the freedom she longed for had been within her all along, waiting for her to embrace it.

At last, she stepped out from the shadows, her heart full of hope and her spirit soaring. She was finally free.

- J . A