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| It Begins and Never Ends | | It Begins and Never Ends |
March 11th, 2003. There’s a pit in my stomach. I walk into my parents room shaking all over. I’m going to throw up, I say. I tell them I’m sick. I don’t know how else to describe it at that age. They tell me to take a Melatonin and try to get some sleep. I can’t say I blame them, because this happens every night.
In a few years, I’ll learn that this feeling has a name. Anxiety. I’ll have massive panic attacks. I’ll find myself sitting on the steps of a subway entrance crying hysterically while people walk by and don’t say a word because they’re used to seeing crazy people like me. I’ll pick up everything I can get my hands on in the kitchen and throw it as hard as I can, hoping for some relief that never comes. I’ll start drinking what the average person would call way too...[read more] | | |
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