- Jul 28, 2010
- Out of Context
It was almost the end of class, and we were supposed to be working on an assignment with a partner, but I couldn't think. 9:00 at night is too late for my brain to work, and I could feel a sense of panic rising in me. I went to the bathroom to try to calm down, and then went back to class and everyone was leaving. I was trying to pack up my books and all the while I could feel the anxiety building. I could feel myself starting to hyperventilate, and it got worse when I walked outside to my car. I sat in my car trying to breathe, and when I finally managed to slow down my breathing I started sobbing loudly and I couldn't stop. I don't know how long I sat there crying. I was scared to drive home because I had to drive on the freeway. I finally started driving, but I couldn't stop crying, great big sobs, and I screamed at God and told God how mad and scared and lonely and emotionally exhausted I am. I cried so hard that I felt like I was going to throw up. I got home safe, but I feel so desperately alone.