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I recently read this poem at a weekly, and currently virtual gathering, called Naked Angels, a cold reading workshop that takes place from Sept. to May.

I’ve been attending it for a few years now and have only read one of my pieces one other time. Usually I attend so I can be cast in a script reading, it’s fun, I don’t have to learn lines, but it allows me to channel my inner actress (LOL!)

Anyways…here’s what I read:

Feeling lonely lately?

Always been a bit anxious?

Then my heart goes out to you.

We’re in a weird time now.

Because with anxiety, usually comes fear.

If I’m fearful nowadays,

I can’t imagine how you’re feeling.

My heart goes out to you, and I understand.

I understand that you’re wondering,

More than most of us,

“When will this all end?”

Hang in there (I know you’re probably tired of hearing that)

Believe me, I read and hear the news and it’s bleak.

Therapists are busier than ever it seems.

Hearing about anxious…

• Parents dealing with school conditions like never before all…

• Sharing in their fear of the unknown

We’re all being bombarded with…

… This virus, this relentless virus

… The Black Lives Matter movement and that eye-opening experience we must not ignore

… The upcoming election and our country’s growing divisiveness

And all I can say is…

Hang in there, you got this.

Peace Out