I HATE MONDAYS. Monday's mean school and school means work and work means stress and well you get the point. I'm not popular in school. I hang out with the same 3 people everyday. I have a friend name heather and my other friend named treasure and my friend that's a boy named Tyler. Yes I know he has the same first name as Tyler Joseph. We have been best friends since kindergarden. I love them all. They have always been by my side and they have always been there for me. I don't know what I would do without them. They are the only ones that know I have major anxiety and that I get anxiety attacks a lot. I don't know why I was born like this. Why do I always have to think the negative stuff about something. I just wish I was normal for once and of course I do go to a phycologist two times a week but I feel like it doesn't help but I go for my parents. I tell my friends everything and they tell me everything. We trust each other a lot. My friends are smart and their funny and kind but me I feel like I'm stupid and I have no point in being in this world..
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When It Attacks
Teen FictionA girl who has major anxiety. she faces many events where her anxiety affects them. she talks about how it feels to have an anxiety attack
