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I'm on my way to coachella and the anxiety in me isn't too bad, I just have this vulnerable feeling like I'm gonna die and there's no one around who loves me...but that's leading me to question why this feeling isn't always there and what I've come up with is that when I'm home I have comforts that reassure me that the paradox of everything doesn't weigh entirely on my shoulders, or atleast the job of those comforts is to reassure me that I'm not alone...but I am alone, now more than when I'm home and I don't have that automatic reassurance - I don't think this is what people mean when they talk about stepping outside of your comfort zone, but it feels like my subjective version of that...still makes a loving person to dive into that much more desirious