Personal Narrative: My First Anxiety

I remember the first anxiety attack I had. I was sitting high up in my school’s bleachers in our gym getting ready for a soccer game. I was very scared to play the game due to the fact that I knew half my grade would be watching. I kept imagining all of the kids yelling at me about how stupid and terrible I was at sports. I continued to have these thoughts slamming into me one after the other like a brick wall. I began to shake and I could feel myself pale. I remember glancing around the gym and seeing a large group of the grade playing soccer, the other half watching and cheering in the bleachers. I felt my vision begin to shake and blur as if I was looking through glazed glass.

One of my friends noticed and thought I was going to be sick. So they told me to go talk to the gym teacher that was across the gym and tell him I didn’t feel well. I remember being terrified to even stand. I was afraid I was going to walk down the bleachers and everyone was going to stop and stare at me. When I finally made it to the gym teacher I remember saying I was shaking and felt very dizzy. He had me hold my hand out in front of me and I remember seeing his eyes widen slightly, seeing how bad it was. I ended up going home sick before gym ended. When I got home my aunt explained that she had this thing called …show more content…
Social Anxiety is increased anxiety in social situations. After a few weeks my parents took me to the doctors to help figure out how to make it easier on me. I ended up getting some pills and a chest X-ray to examine my heart and chest to make sure it was okay. Sadly, for some reason my doctor gave me anti-depressants. My mom had told my doctor that I can’t take anti-depressants because my whole family has a history of not reacting well to that type of pill. The anti-depressants worked. But only for about a week. That’s when everything went wrong in my life. But that’s for another