Summer’s just started, yet I’m already dreading my return to San Diego in the fall (…).
Sweaty palms and a frantic heartbeat are my companions when I walk to class. Every glace aimed towards me, I receive with a flinch and dark thoughts. Apparently, it’s what they call social anxiety.
I overthink all the time, and it really isn’t good for my heart to keep thinking about such dark things, yet I am only at the first step of resolving my problems, and I cannot even know if I’ll ever be able to walk into a crowd without thinking that someone is going to push me to the ground, stab me, hurt me.
When I am in a public area, my eyes will wander on its own and observe people, and look for exits. Which paths could I take to escape the chaos?
I am still so very lost, and I can only hope that this summer, I will learn to find my way to safety.