Narrative Essay About Anxiety

Anxious What is it like to feel anxious? Is it a sickening feeling that makes people want to vomit? All kinds of situations can influence someone to dwell in anxiety and feel panicky. To be certain, it is an emotion that everyone has and it will always effect those who fear they will not succeed. Honestly, it might be one of the worst emotions anyone experiences simply because it leaves people doubtful of their capabilities. Since anxiety seems to always produce a numbing uncertainty, the situations I clearly encountered left me cynical and diminished my self-confidence. Tense and apprehensive, I woke up that morning with an empty stomach. I made myself a bowl of cereal and sat at the kitchen table. Replay, the feeling was on replay. Thinking …show more content…
Two Calculators, my ID, my entry ticket and two number two pencils. Tripping over my shoes as I got dressed, I thought of how important the ACT’s were. It is the one thing that will help me get into college. Clearly, I may have been thinking a little dramatic, but I was a sophomore at the time and I didn’t know better. Eventually, my mom drove me out to the test center at Clinton Community College and their I had found a couple of my friends taking it with me. I caught up with them and we walked in together. Startled by how long of a line there was, I began to feel shaky. Numerous people were there who would probably do much better than me. Instantly, I regretted not studying more. I walk up to the front of the line, showed the lady my information and began searching for my test room. I never thought I would get lost, but surely enough I did. Numerous times actually and I began to feel my heartbeat faster as worry began to consume me. Fortunately, I found the test room and sat down. Being fidgety, I placed my supplies down and patiently waited for the test to start. Testing has never been something I enjoyed. Knowing that everyone is looking upon me to do well and the pressure that comes with it has always made me feel timid. In the test …show more content…
My brother is a pretty sporty guy and is naturally gifted at what he does, but then there is me. I try to put myself out there by doing sports and being like most common teens, however I am not an athlete and never will be. To properly begin, it all started sophomore year. That year I was feeling confident and decided to join cross country. I made a few friends, learned better running techniques and gained some leg muscle. Being that I am not naturally sporty and I knew that at the time, I was able to realize that this sport wouldn’t be easy. Nevertheless, I kept at it and did the best I could. Miserably, I consistently was getting last. Personally, it was embarrassing and awkward. Finally, districts were around the corner and I was able to prove the progress I had made. Originally, I hated running and always remained stagnant. My heart would pump so fast that I would hear it inside my ears and I wasn’t even moving yet. Feeling like that was a repetitive process for me. That day, however it felt like my jitters began to accelerate and there was nothing anyone could do to calm me down. I simply just took deep breaths and continued to focus ahead of me. Suddenly, all female runners were instructed to get into position. Running was about to start. Shot! In that every moment, all of us girls begin to run. My only goal that day was to not get last. I could not run to save my life, but if I focused I knew I