WebMD at 12:45 PM

by emluz · 24/03/2026
Published 24/03/2026 14:07

My left hand felt like static or pins,

the kind of thing where the panic begins.

I typed the words in the search bar white,

looking for comfort in the midday light.


A forum thread from a dead man’s ghost,

a 2009 'rest in peace' post.

The screen is gray and my heart is fast,

wondering how long this tingle will last.

#digital isolation #health anxiety #internet search #mortality #panic attack

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