Most of my life I never had the trouble of having to interact with people. I was a young homebody who enjoyed reading and just spending time in my own space. A few months before I entered the 5th grade my family had moved to a new town …show more content…
She was friends with everyone and didn’t have the slightest of social anxiety. She introduced me to friends and gradually she taught me how to fight against my anxiety and be comfortable in my own skin. She taught me that speaking to people wasn’t that scary and that no one would judge me. Her name was Vanessa Pope.
I soon learned how to go along with the flow of every other student in the school. I learned that I was good at speaking to people and that I had a knack for it too. I was no longer afraid and I no longer got that lump in my throat when I spoke to my friends or even strangers. I thought that I had completely got over my fear. Talking and making friends was no longer a trouble for me, but what I didn’t know is how much harder speaking in front of groups of people could be.
One day we were assigned essays that we had to read in front of the entire class after we finished them. I wrote an essay on how the local zoo was treating their animals, I knew I had a good paper. I dreaded the day where I had to stand in front of my class and read my essay. The day was approaching soon and it seemed like every day my anxiety grew more and more. I got the anxiety back in full effect, and this time I did not think I would be able to escape its