Dear journal,
Today my anxiety hit really bad. I was sitting in the back of class and the teacher asked me to read. Of course it was a substitute because real teachers know im way too quiet for that bullshit. I gave my classmate a look of despair. Almost as if she knew what was running through my brain. I simply tried to tell "Mrs. Substitute" that i truly could not read while using the least amount of words possible. She told me to stop trying to persuade her and just read the damn paragraph. I began breathing really fast and slowly read the first line. When it then got time to read the next sentence i got to the second word and ran out of class. I began to panic! I didnt know where to go or what to say. I felt like i was losing my mind. So i headed to the bathroom a hid in the stall crying, not knowing what to do.👀
Sincerely,
Alexis.
