I am (barely) recovering, thanks to the chemical assistance of Diazepam, from the worst anxiety attack I’ve suffered in months.  One minute I was sitting here minding my own business, the next I could barely breathe. What triggered it?  It’s stupid, really.  All that happened was that A decided he would clear out two big [...]

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