Sunday evenings are meant to be a gentle wind-down, a time to recharge before the start of a new week. But for some of us, those final hours of the weekend can feel like the walls are closing in, like a heavy blanket of dread has been thrown over our shoulders. We sit there, frozen, as the sun goes down, paralyzed by the fear of what lies ahead. I can still feel the anxiety and my throat closes up as I write this.

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