well bout a year or two ago i was on my way back to my skool dorm from winter break. the whole break my mom kept pressuring me to tell her my semester grades. i managed to aviod the question until the day i was on the road bac to skool an i called her an told her i had failed a few subjects. she was mad an started lecturing me an even though the tone in her voice had changed it felt as if she was screaming in my ear. i was crying hystarically an had to hang up the phone. then i called my sister an told her wha happend an it felt like she was yellin to. i tol her"please stop yelling at me" an she was so confused cuz she wasnt yellin at all. by den i was crying very hard. i started shaking and breathing hard an i felt very cold all over, like i was in the snow. it was hot as hell outside btw. so was that anxiety?
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