“Loving someone deeply gives you strength, while being deeply loved gives you courage.” - Lao-tzu
I am in the school hallway walking to class like usual when my heart starts beating. It gets quicker and quicker, beating ferociously in my chest. The rough beating is like a drum and I am about to collapse. I lean against the wall, struggling to breathe with tears streaming down my cheeks. I fall to the floor hyperventilating, and students and teachers stare at me with eyes that I thought were filled with intent. Someone calls for help and a teacher rushes to me with a wheelchair, picking me up and sitting me on it. I am asked a series of questions but I can’t hear. I don’t understand anything. It was a full-blown panic attack. I am wheeled
I am in the school hallway walking to class like usual when my heart starts beating. It gets quicker and quicker, beating ferociously in my chest. The rough beating is like a drum and I am about to collapse. I lean against the wall, struggling to breathe with tears streaming down my cheeks. I fall to the floor hyperventilating, and students and teachers stare at me with eyes that I thought were filled with intent. Someone calls for help and a teacher rushes to me with a wheelchair, picking me up and sitting me on it. I am asked a series of questions but I can’t hear. I don’t understand anything. It was a full-blown panic attack. I am wheeled