How much does guilt weigh? I may, may, be on the path toward finding out. For decades, the guilt for screwing up all my college experiences (yes, plural… I’ve screwed up a lot) has hung around my neck like a concrete albatross. But now I’m working on finally laying the blame on my illness. On the panic. On the bone-chilling anxiety. It’s a piecemeal process that’s only just beginning, but it’s already lightened the burden considerably. Why now? Ask the stupid albatross. I just survive here. Until tomorrow… Chloe #guilt #anxiety #panic