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Anxiety

  You see, I was never "that girl". That girl in high school that walked around with the confidence of a blossoming woman. My eyes rarely grazed those around me. Head down. Clothes covering every inch of my body. Protected. Covered. Secure. You see, I didn't have those "normal teenage girl fears". The fear of being asked to prom wondering , "what would I wear?" Or fearing what my grade on my chemistry exam would be. You see, What I feared was going home to an abusive uncle. What I feared was the attention of any high school boy as I feared being touched. Hugged. Kissed. Felt. Without permission. What I feared was making friends and them finding out my parents were dead. What I feared was being seen as unusual, strange, or awkward. My fear was my biggest fan. A Stan if you will, front of the stage, backstage passage, there fear was. Buying out the arena to be my one and only fan. Cheering for my fall with a front row view. Masking it...
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