Saturday, August 13, 2011

7th Grade

Today I'm going to share a little story.

In 7th grade after 7 years of being home schooled I wanted to try something new. I wanted to be around kids and have friends. It was also a year after my sister went into public school and I felt very alone. We researched schools that wouldn't have many kids and ended up finding a charter school with about 40 students. I was so excited and remember the jitters the first day of starting. The day went pretty smooth and I met two friends during lunch. Everything was great.
Over time each week that went by seemed to become more and more of a struggle for me to handle and I put more and more pressure on myself to be the best in class. I remember the day my math teacher told me I did the best on the exam and what a great feeling that was to hear. From there on out anything lower than that to me was unacceptable. I started stressing myself out to the point of tears and spending 3-5 hours on homework. After 2 1/2 months of this I just broke down. I had lost 10 pounds because I had no appetite and was emotionally drained.
I was sitting in history class one day when the teacher passed out a test. I looked at each question over and over and realized that I couldn't answer a single one. Panic hit and I just broke down right then and there, right in class. I sat there frozen as I heard everyone else filling in bubbles, I felt so stupid and just thought, "What's wrong with me?"
I had no idea what anxiety attacks were or what was happening to me. I was taken out of the room and had a long talk with one of the other teachers. When I went home I never went back. My parents withdrew from the school still confused about what had gone so wrong and I was back to square one. Ever since I have had nightmares about tests and remember the embarrassment of that day.
That was when my anxiety developed and now after 5 years of never facing it I am going to look it straight in the eye in 11 days.

Positive thought about College #1
A chance to start fresh and break my habits of running.

1 comment:

  1. Jade,

    Courage has many faces. I admire and respect your wonderful attitude.

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