Anxiety always takes over me. I was raised through it.
But I have got a dream. I knew too well nobody supported me as much as I supported myself.
I have got a dream that nobody thinks of but me. I knew everybody considered me weird but me.
I was raised within a family who knows nothing of dreams. I was made fun of every time I spoke my mind. Anxiety kicked every family gathering, every time I tried connecting with new people, every minute I spent listening to my friends' normal wishes.
But I have got a dream.
I was always mocked, even by my own mother, father, and siblings.. I was always seen as the rotten root of the family by my father just because I was different. I was shown as the guilty, the unfaithful, unpromising and disrespectful fruit to others. I was represented as that.
But I have got a dream.
I was always an average. I never ever succeeded in being more, although I tried and tried. I was calculated as the mean among my friends. I had the median scores, the median manners, the middle height.. Everything was neither on the edge nor inside the cave. It was always on the sidewalk.
But I have got a dream.
It kicked my anxiety every time someone said ' you are really pretty ' or ' you study hard ' cause I was always shown as not enough. not enough pretty, even among my family than my friends.
The thing is, I was not just seen as that but said to be so in front of new people. It was harsh, it was gloomy.But I have got a dream.
I was said to have no secrets. I fought battles on my own that scarcely an only friend knew about, yet still said to be silly and with no experience.
But I have got a dream.
High school was a nightmare. It was a war finding and making new friends with all my anxiety buried in my eyes. I tried and only made a few mates, yet I was satisfied.
And I still have got my dream... That made my fight all over my life for just being what I always dreamed of.
Eventually, I got less score than I should have got. My whole life changed in a second and I started getting dizzy. What am I gonna do? How would I bare the whole mocking? How would I face myself and wake up everyday telling my anxiety to calm down?!?!
Sigh.
I will never give up on my dream!
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Struggles
General FictionThese chapters talk about everyone of us, we are all going through wars out and in our minds. These heroes are still struggling and so are you! Pray and spread love!