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  • relef.cbx - reLēf | cbx @relef.cbx 25 minutes ago
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  • Get some reLēf NOW! 👉 @relef.cbx (Link in Bio) • • Our reLēf topical dermal patches can be worn for up to 3-5 days to reduce discomfort related to pain and inflammation. They are water resistant during normal activities, workouts and YES, even in the shower!
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  • alienfvhl - macie ♡ @alienfvhl 1 hour ago
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I cant sleep lol rip . anywho the next 2-3 rows will be softrockslimes <3. @softrockslimes I cant sleep lol rip . anywho the next 2-3 rows will be softrockslimes <3.
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  • katieacreed - Katie @katieacreed 1 hour ago
  • I found something this morning that sent me down a spiral. #crazylongpostalert
I, at the same time, have too much and not enough to say. My hesitation in expressing these feelings is because just because something feels like it needs to be said...doesn’t mean it needs to be heard. So as I tell the instaworld what happened and how I feel about, I’m not going to name names or tag anyone and if you know anyone related to this story please don’t tag them. As I said, this is something I’ve been wanting to write about for awhile but haven’t because I don’t feel like I have the right to; It’s not just my story and I don’t feel like I have any authority to tell people the one side of the story that I can share. BUT once I saw that he had already shared what happened not only in an Instagram post but also via a song he wrote, performed, and posted on youtube...I figured I could be a little “selfish” (fun pun bc that’s what his song is called). This story takes place a couple years ago right after I graduated college. After college I moved to Israel to continue to study dance and run away from adult life. My mom gave me one rule, “don’t fall in love and end up never coming home.” I only half listened. Something I haven’t really admitted to anyone...there were a few times that year when I thought about and even started looking into staying in Israel and never growing up. Because that’s what israel felt to me, an escape from the insanity of adulthood in america. 
I had every intention of following my mother’s rule until one week in. Too quick to have met you know who? Yup. Because fun fact that only a handful of people know...I fell in love twice that year. 
I fall in love early and often, though every time is different and none any less special than the other. The amount of life I was able to smoosh into this one year abroad in crazy. I lived three life times during my 23/24th year of life. 
Continued in the comments... I found something this morning that sent me down a spiral. #crazylongpostalert I, at the same time, have too much and not enough to say. My hesitation in expressing these feelings is because just because something feels like it needs to be said...doesn’t mean it needs to be heard. So as I tell the instaworld what happened and how I feel about, I’m not going to name names or tag anyone and if you know anyone related to this story please don’t tag them. As I said, this is something I’ve been wanting to write about for awhile but haven’t because I don’t feel like I have the right to; It’s not just my story and I don’t feel like I have any authority to tell people the one side of the story that I can share. BUT once I saw that he had already shared what happened not only in an Instagram post but also via a song he wrote, performed, and posted on youtube...I figured I could be a little “selfish” (fun pun bc that’s what his song is called). This story takes place a couple years ago right after I graduated college. After college I moved to Israel to continue to study dance and run away from adult life. My mom gave me one rule, “don’t fall in love and end up never coming home.” I only half listened. Something I haven’t really admitted to anyone...there were a few times that year when I thought about and even started looking into staying in Israel and never growing up. Because that’s what israel felt to me, an escape from the insanity of adulthood in america. I had every intention of following my mother’s rule until one week in. Too quick to have met you know who? Yup. Because fun fact that only a handful of people know...I fell in love twice that year. I fall in love early and often, though every time is different and none any less special than the other. The amount of life I was able to smoosh into this one year abroad in crazy. I lived three life times during my 23/24th year of life. Continued in the comments...
  • I found something this morning that sent me down a spiral. #crazylongpostalert I, at the same time, have too much and not enough to say. My hesitation in expressing these feelings is because just because something feels like it needs to be said...doesn’t mean it needs to be heard. So as I tell the instaworld what happened and how I feel about, I’m not going to name names or tag anyone and if you know anyone related to this story please don’t tag them. As I said, this is something I’ve been wanting to write about for awhile but haven’t because I don’t feel like I have the right to; It’s not just my story and I don’t feel like I have any authority to tell people the one side of the story that I can share. BUT once I saw that he had already shared what happened not only in an Instagram post but also via a song he wrote, performed, and posted on youtube...I figured I could be a little “selfish” (fun pun bc that’s what his song is called). This story takes place a couple years ago right after I graduated college. After college I moved to Israel to continue to study dance and run away from adult life. My mom gave me one rule, “don’t fall in love and end up never coming home.” I only half listened. Something I haven’t really admitted to anyone...there were a few times that year when I thought about and even started looking into staying in Israel and never growing up. Because that’s what israel felt to me, an escape from the insanity of adulthood in america. I had every intention of following my mother’s rule until one week in. Too quick to have met you know who? Yup. Because fun fact that only a handful of people know...I fell in love twice that year. I fall in love early and often, though every time is different and none any less special than the other. The amount of life I was able to smoosh into this one year abroad in crazy. I lived three life times during my 23/24th year of life. Continued in the comments...
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