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I know what you’re thinking. No, really. I know what you’re thinking. It sounds crazy. Like, straight out of a book, crazy. But it’s true. You don’t believe me. That’s fair, I wouldn’t believe me either. Just a couple weeks ago I thought I had finally lost what was left of my mind. My marbles have been far and few between for a loooong time, but I’m finding them again. Let me back up a little… I saw the poster for the first time last fall, and signed up a week later. Soon after, the psychologists running the clinical trial diagnosed me with Generalized Anxiety Disorder. I’ve had it most of my life. They said I was a perfect candidate for their experimental pill. All I had to do was take it once a day, and I would be cured. I still hadn’t developed symptoms or shown signs of improvement a year after joining the trial. My stomach was the home of a thousand butterflies who never slept, and who sometimes invited wasps to join the party. The only times I felt secure were when I was alone. And even then, I wasn’t safe from myself. I could think myself off a cliff. My hope for a cure was dwindling every day. Then, it somehow got worse. I think it was my rock bottom. I felt completely and utterly broken. My closest friend and a complete stranger destroyed my sense of trust. I couldn’t let anyone in. I would be alone forever, trapped in the wall I built around myself. My thoughts would be my only company. But someone else’s thoughts seeped in. Then another. And another. And suddenly my head was swarming with voices. I thought I was going insane. But I wasn’t. I had developed a symptom of Potentia Auxilium – my cure.