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In Round Three, I describe the media frenzy of the StareDown between myself and my opponent, Anxiety Rising.
Round Four concludes the championship bout between the big guy and me. I trained hard. Roadwork every morning, and shield work in the afternoon. Anxiety Rising isn’t the kind of dude I want to fight. It’s best to evade and redirect his blows until he gets weary. All bully types deflate at some point. But, the habits of hypervigilance, Anxiety Rising’s most powerful tool, are not easily undone.
As long as I’m wired to agitate vibrate, I won’t find my way to beating him in the ring of life. So, hacking the hyper code is first on my list. Easier said than done since the wiring began as an infant. By the time I was six, I was a proper soldier. I upheld an imposed code of silence even though it meant a frozen youth. On the other hand, I started early filling in the details of my inner metaverse.
Anxiety Rising does not want me to claim my rich, inner world. He wants me to be silent and suffer the agony of fidget suppression. This morning I stepped into the Final Edit ring to take on…
