Personal Narrative: Cycle Of Anxiety

I sat on a cushioned seat, staring at toy soldiers scattered across an old, wooden desk. My head lowered in shame and embarrassment; I dutifully recounted the incident which resulted in me being cramped in this small office. The days began to blur as I repeatedly gave the same explanation, was given the same advice, while staring at the same toy soldiers on the same old, wooden desk, going back and giving my parents the same account of what had happened. My violent anxiety had plagued me, exiling me from my own mind, and causing me to lose control of my everyday life. I knew nothing would be resolved if I kept the futile words of the child psychologist in my head, “Don’t worry, it’ll only trigger a cycle of anxiety. Just try to get a grip on reality.” I knew I had to not only conquer my anxiety, but I needed to find a way to use it to my advantage. …show more content…
Grit is the ability to see yourself make it to the end, to stick with it even when the going gets tough. I reprogrammed my psyche, changing my mind from “What will happen to me?” to “What can I do to progress from here?” I no longer thought of myself as the vulnerable child who was condemned for his illness but rather the child who learned to work his way out of his degrading