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My Experience With Anxiety-Personal Narrative

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Speech: a word that terrifies me and makes me feel absolutely sick to my stomach. Finding out that my S.H.I.E.L.D. Speech was more of a speech about me and my life, though, partially lessened that anxiety I originally felt. I’ve never been good at speaking in front of people. It’s always made me feel sort of uneasy in some way, so I knew that no amount of preparation would make me feel any better. Yet, I still did it, hoping to improve in any way. When I finally had the actual shield for this speech done, I sat my parents down and tried to give it to them. Needless to say, it didn’t work. I choked up. I felt ashamed, I couldn’t even give it to them. Almost the entire week before I presented, I had become “sick” with anxiety. I felt like I was going to throw up and could barely get out of bed. The week I actually did have to present, I still didn’t want to come to school, but did anyways because I knew I had to do it. …show more content…

Right before, I wanted to cry. I hate getting up in front of everyone and being forced to speak. I actually did cry, just a little, but calmed myself down enough to stand up in front of everyone and share a little more about me. My face might not have showed it at all, but I know that my voice, and the possible shaking of my hands, let everyone watching and listening to my speech know that I was absolutely terrified to be up there. My stomach was churning, my heart was racing, I began to feel flushed and a little overheated, and it was a little hard for me to breathe. Having to look out at everyone, looking people in the eye, I felt like I was going to throw up again. I pushed through my speech, trying to explain as much as I could as possible, and though I went over the time limit, I thought I had done pretty

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