Anxiety

My Worst Anxiety Attack Ever!

It was a Wednesday afternoon and it was almost the end of the day with about an hour and a half till the end of the day bell rang though out the school. I was in my favourite subject with my least favourite teacher, Mr Felts. Sometimes I swore he was actually evil and was out to get us all or at least just didn't care for his students futures after this class for the year was over. Lets just hope I don't have him next year for english.

I didn't understand a piece so I asked Mr Felts what it meant and he procceded to roll his eyes and say "come on you should already know this". This made me feel weird, i just wanted to get up and leave but I didn't know why. He still never replied to my question so I asked him again but then he didn't listen and I've put up my hand and yelled out to him to try and get his attention.

Once he noticed me he said "this better not be about the same thing before, you should know and study more". All this did was boil my blood and make me feel worse. It's like he was purposely trying to embarrass me in front of the entire class. I asked the same question and proceeded by adding onto the question with "sorry but you didn't answer the question before". Then he decided to walk to my table and yell at me for not paying enough attention in class. After that I just sat there in complete silence staring at my blank page, thinking about what I should do now because he still hasn't explained what this task was about yet.

I attempt to ask again yet he ignores me and then for some reason shushes me while everyone else is still talking and the boys are yelling across the room to each other. Then the boys in the front row turn around and shush me too to try and annoy me.

When they did this it me off and then I started to feel really dizzy and i just wanted to run. The weight returned and I feel as if I could just burst into tears right there, right now. I ask Mr Felts if I can go outside because I feel 'sick' and just sit on the step to the class room. He replies with an 'I don't care as long as you come back inside at some point before the end of the day bell.' I sat outside the classroom in complete silence watching the bright blue sky as the small clouds float by. To try and calm myself down I watch the white clouds as they pass and I try to make out shapes in those clouds for me to draw on a later time. In these clouds I picture the usual things such as animals and some random objects. After 20 minutes I've calmed myself down and I return to the classroom. Mr Felts doesn't even notice that I've walked back into the class room but everyone else has and they all begin to whisper. The boys being boys were saying very loud that I'd probably gone off the toilets secretly to meet up and make out with my boyfriend Noah. The girls thought that my boyfriend had broken up with me just then when I wasn't in class and the part that makes this worse is that my friends didn't even check up on me.

I sat there with my arms crossed and my head hanging low while staring at the blank piece of paper in front of me. I wished and I wished that something were to happen so I didn't have to spend the rest of the day in this class of evil. I got up and I asked Mr Felts yet again if I could go to the toilet and get a drink. He responded with a simple yes sure and that was the end of it with no ending comment. The weight returned once more onto my chest and my breathing became heavy and fast like I had just bee on a run. Once I had gotten past the classroom windows where my class and evil teacher could no longer see me I ran and ran until I ran into Noah and caused him to drop all his books. I hadn't yet told him about my anxiety so this is the worst possible time I could see him. I quickly try to gather his books from the ground and give them back but I drop them again and before I could notice he grabs my arm forcefully while looking into my glassy crying red eyes and asks if I'm okay, I respond with soon and ran again all the way to the toilets. As soon as I'm in there I immediately go to the end cubicle and collapse onto the floor in tears forgetting to lock the cubicle door, I then hear footsteps and try to contain myself just until they leave the toilets.

Noah opens the door in a frightened state and stares at me as I remain in a ball against the ball not playing attention to the figure standing in the doorway. Little did I know that after I ran away from him after I ran it him earlier he gave his books to Evan and told him to tell the teacher that the coordinators are talking to him when he was actually looking after me. Noah then walks over and kneels next to me and holds me close trying to calm me down as the tears run down from my bright blue eyes. After we had been sitting there for about 10 mins I had finally calmed down enough to talk to him. I looked up at him and as he looked down onto me I kissed him, he asked 'what was that for?'. I replied with 'you sat here with me though this anxiety attack and I'm sorry I hadn't told you about this dark side of me before but I was scared' and before I could continue he kissed me and smiled. You can't scare me away that easily. <3

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