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Battling Hope      I had a dream last night that I was having an anxiety attack . My chest felt as though there was a large rock inside it. This rock, though large, weighed greater than its size implied. It was a two-hand rock that weighted ten hands. Right in the center of this rock processed a great pain. This pain had thickness and depth, yet it remained contained in its own universe. Another rock was on the outer part of my chest between my breasts. It was smaller in size than the inner rock. The outer rock’s experienced a gradual gravitational pull toward the pain universe within the inner rock. The pull was continual yet had a sense of unendingness. It was an abyss that had a sense of growth but never reached greater nor greatest. In this dream, I reached for the phone. Not to call emergency medical assistance but to call my friends. I said to them, “I am having an anxiety attack .” Those were the words. Not that I was afraid nor did I attempt to ...