When I was in grade seven I was walking with my class to another school for a field trip. I had recently sprained my ankle making it harder for me to stay with my class, yet I didn't stop smiling.
My teacher at one point had to slow down for me because of how behind I was and noticed me smiling, he asked me why I was smiling.
I told him that someday something will happen and everyone will loose their smiles and I am going to be the one to keep smiling and make everyone else smile.
That was four years ago.
And I still try to bring smiles to people's faces, but I don't smile all the time anymore.
I need someone who will always be smiling around me so I can tell my teacher that I haven't abandoned my plan yet.
I need someone soon or better yet go back to grade seven when everything bad started because back then I didn't know what that first panic attack would start for me, I didn't know the long term effects my bullies would have on me.
All I knew was to keep smiling for everyone else.
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Anxiety One-shots
PoetryThis story may be triggering to anyone with anxiety and possibly depression. It will be describing how my anxiety feels, and different ways I try to overcome it. Disclaimer: this is only my personal experience and does NOT apply to everyone!
