Today, I nearly had an episode during my ACT test. It was the worst day that I’ve had in a while. I didn’t take my pill to start the day off. I also didn’t take my medicine for the flu. I spilled juice all over my shirt in the car on my way to school, while I was on the verge of a full out anxiety attack. Waking up seemed stressful, even. I felt like I was doomed the moment I opened my eyes. Getting to my testing room was also confusing. I didn’t know where to go and I was shaking. I smelled like juice and was sticky. I got to my testing room after figuring out which way I was supposed to go at this new school. The instructor was requesting everyone to remove their jackets and I freaked out and was about to break right then and there. I had to call my mom to calm down, so I rushed to the restroom in the middle of my sentence. I didn’t even have time to acknowledge my friend. I just felt like the world was closing in. It was so terrifying. I had to go back though, and I blew that test. Mid-test, I nearly busted out in tears and screams. There goes my future. There goes my life. It’s never been this bad.