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// Time is Ticking 
// Story: Itty-Bitty Bite Size Stories 
// by gallagsp the corgi 
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"My name is Twilight Sparkle, and I have anxiety."

"Hi Twilight." The group of ponies responded.

"Where should I start? Well, I guess my anxiety mostly comes from time. I always feel like I have something to do, and I can't miss anything. I feel worried that I'll miss something important if i don't schedule it, plan every little detail, and then spend every waking minute thinking about it until it happens. I get nervous, like if i miss one little detail I won't have time to fix it. I feel scared that I can't do everything to completion, and that I'll let ponies down."

"That's very good, Twilight. The first step is admitting you have a problem. Now  when did this start for you?"

"I don't know. I guess when I was a filly. I was accepted into Celestia's School for gifted Unicorns. They had a very strict timeline that you needed to follow. It might have just been the professors I got, but if I was even one minute late to the class I would receive a failing grade for that day, and I wouldn't be allowed in the classroom. It grew to a point where I'd show up almost an hour early to everything, and it just continued to grow from there. I needed to have everything planned out to the exact minute."

"Very well. I think I'd like to speak with you personally. How does next Thursday sound?"

"What time?"

"I'm free all day, whatever time is most convenient for you."

"That's a lame answer. Really. I have an appointment at eight with the dentist, and that could take anywhere between thirty minutes to three hours depending what they find, then I need to meet with Cherilee for a bit about the upcoming field trip to the library, then I have to meet Pinkie Pie and she's a DISASTER to schedual times with, and... and..."

"How does four o'clock sound?"

"Fine. I'll see you then."

"Good, now, lets move on to-"

"But where will we meet?"

The therapist sighed and facehoofed.