Outside of school I was a happy-go-lucky kid without a care in the world, but as soon as I stepped on the school bus, my anxiety kicked into high gear. I was so incredibly shy that I had to have a bathroom buddy, but never went to the bathroom because I didn’t want to inconvenience the other student. I would have near panic attacks if I got on the wrong bus, not because I didn’t know where to go, but because I didn’t want anyone to know I had messed up. I would never miss school, because if I did, I would have to ask the teacher for my missing work. I consumed myself with worry about what to do and where to go next, trapping myself in an eternal cycle of
Outside of school I was a happy-go-lucky kid without a care in the world, but as soon as I stepped on the school bus, my anxiety kicked into high gear. I was so incredibly shy that I had to have a bathroom buddy, but never went to the bathroom because I didn’t want to inconvenience the other student. I would have near panic attacks if I got on the wrong bus, not because I didn’t know where to go, but because I didn’t want anyone to know I had messed up. I would never miss school, because if I did, I would have to ask the teacher for my missing work. I consumed myself with worry about what to do and where to go next, trapping myself in an eternal cycle of