I feel like I should tell you guys about what I was freaking out about yesterday.
I took SATs this morning... I am 13... if I scored high enough, I get loads of scholarships and different opportunities for my learning years.
The reason I was really freaking out so bad was because I was going to a completely unfamiliar school to sit in an unfamiliar room with 20+ strangers for four hours. I was violently shaking the whole time and could feel my heart beating while testing... it sucked. I finished one of the math tests twenty minutes early and had a proper anxiety attack... it was horrible... But at least it's all over with and I've hopefully done well. I doubt it. But hopefully.
Also, just wanted to show you something. I can never explain my fearful emotions, nobody that I talk to can comprehend what I'm saying. Because I have no way of saying it correctly. But I tried drawing it out. Warning, it looks really freaking creepy.
Like, really creepy.
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My Paroxysm | Art Book 3
Randompar·ox·ysm noun a sudden attack or violent expression of a particular emotion. --- In which a young artist dives deeper into her expression of creativity.