Oh boy.
Well I thought I had my attacks under control
2 minutes left in class the teacher calls my name
Right when she says my name my vision got blurry
My stomach dropped and my hands started shaking
My entire body started to tingle and I couldn’t think straight to save my life
I started to hyperventilate and all I could say was sorry
It was a simple question and I couldn’t answer it because my body decided to panic,
I knew the answer.
So I just spent 20 minutes crying and hyperventilating in the Grad Office
I am still a bit shaky and I’m not going to walk in late to my other class given my fragile state of mind at the moment.
…..I was doing so well….
I drove to Theresa’s party and home through the detour and despite the dry mouth and the constant feeling of dread I made it home without pulling over and crying or getting lost.
I hate being so fucking fragile
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In other news I have decided that since I have to put all the friggin mail away twice a day I deserve to receive some of it
That’s where you all come in
You guys should start sending me cards, letters, flowers, jewels etc…
To:
Kristen Papuga
University of Massachusetts Boston
Biology Department
100 Morrissey Boulevard
Boston, MA 02125
If you send me flowers you will be exempt from sending me anything ever again.
The flowers might need some extra directions and that is
The Wheatley Building Third floor room 21
Hey I would totally send mail to your work if you asked!
Take care my tiny ones and I will work on becoming less of a train wreck at school
Hugs not drugs
-kris*
2 minutes left in class the teacher calls my name
Right when she says my name my vision got blurry
My stomach dropped and my hands started shaking
My entire body started to tingle and I couldn’t think straight to save my life
I started to hyperventilate and all I could say was sorry
It was a simple question and I couldn’t answer it because my body decided to panic,
I knew the answer.
So I just spent 20 minutes crying and hyperventilating in the Grad Office
I am still a bit shaky and I’m not going to walk in late to my other class given my fragile state of mind at the moment.
…..I was doing so well….
I drove to Theresa’s party and home through the detour and despite the dry mouth and the constant feeling of dread I made it home without pulling over and crying or getting lost.
I hate being so fucking fragile
=.=.=.=.=.=.=.=.=.=.=.=.=.=.=.=.=
In other news I have decided that since I have to put all the friggin mail away twice a day I deserve to receive some of it
That’s where you all come in
You guys should start sending me cards, letters, flowers, jewels etc…
To:
Kristen Papuga
University of Massachusetts Boston
Biology Department
100 Morrissey Boulevard
Boston, MA 02125
If you send me flowers you will be exempt from sending me anything ever again.
The flowers might need some extra directions and that is
The Wheatley Building Third floor room 21
Hey I would totally send mail to your work if you asked!
Take care my tiny ones and I will work on becoming less of a train wreck at school
Hugs not drugs
-kris*