i have always been the shy kid. i would always get nervous when called on in class or introduced to a new person. i was always faking a stomach ache to get out of school or pretending to have a sore throat to get of of presenting.
my earliest memory of an anxiety attack was when i was around five or six. my mom had dropped my brother and i off at this little daycare type place for us to stay while she worked out. my mom was nearby, of course, since the daycare was built into the gym.
when she dropped us off i was so scared. my mom introduced us to the lady who would be taking care of us for the next hour and promised me that everything would be fine but i didn't listen.
as soon as my mom left i went up to the corner of the room and sat down with tears streaming down my face. all of these possibilities were running through my head and i felt as if i was going to die at that very instant.
however, at the mere age of five, i had no idea what anxiety was, but i would soon find out.
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