I use to love traveling. You could tell me we were going on a cross-country road trip, and l would be the first one in the car. There was something about the feeling of venturing off onto a new, foreign terrain that had me excited. It felt like l was free, like there were no boundaries to where l could go.
A lot of things have changed since then. I’m scared to travel now. You could tell me we were going on a cross-country road trip, and l would be the first one to try and talk you out of it. The feeling of venturing off now frightens me and fills me with anxiety. It didn’t feel like l was free, it felt like l was suffocating. I would stare at the miles, count how far away I was from home and wait impatiently to get back. The further l was, the more anxious l got. It was no longer about the excitement about exploring a new area, it was about the fear l felt that my body would fail me. I carried that fear everywhere and l had begun to let it consume me. A lot had changed. …show more content…
It was from a salad l had at Au Bon Pain. It was a Saturday night and l hadn’t eaten anything all day, so l took it upon myself to have something healthy that night. I got myself a Chicken Cesar salad and not even an hour later, l was in excruciating pain. My body was shaking and all l remember was falling on the bathroom floor and my roommate calling my parents. It was a night filled with a lot of pain, but in all honesty, l would have preferred that pain then what was to come from
A lot of things have changed since then. I’m scared to travel now. You could tell me we were going on a cross-country road trip, and l would be the first one to try and talk you out of it. The feeling of venturing off now frightens me and fills me with anxiety. It didn’t feel like l was free, it felt like l was suffocating. I would stare at the miles, count how far away I was from home and wait impatiently to get back. The further l was, the more anxious l got. It was no longer about the excitement about exploring a new area, it was about the fear l felt that my body would fail me. I carried that fear everywhere and l had begun to let it consume me. A lot had changed. …show more content…
It was from a salad l had at Au Bon Pain. It was a Saturday night and l hadn’t eaten anything all day, so l took it upon myself to have something healthy that night. I got myself a Chicken Cesar salad and not even an hour later, l was in excruciating pain. My body was shaking and all l remember was falling on the bathroom floor and my roommate calling my parents. It was a night filled with a lot of pain, but in all honesty, l would have preferred that pain then what was to come from