I don't know what to wear.
(My chest begins to tighten.)
I don't know what they think about me.
(My palms begin to sweat.)
I don't know these people
(My knees buckle.)
I didn't know I was supposed to give a speech.
(My lip begins to quiver.)
I don't know what they're saying about me.
(My stomach begins to flip.)
I don't know how to deal with all of this anxiety.
(I go into the bathroom and throw up.)
"Are you alright?"
(I don't know what to say.)
"Yeah. Just something I ate."
(I lied.)

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