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Storytime: a tale about the time I went SF and has a panic attack, Rip me

October 8, 2019
By Anonymous

    My mom always wanted to go to Hawaii, so when her boyfriend John had plane tickets to Hawaii she was excited. Unfortunately he only had two plane tickets, so me and my My third oldest sister couldn’t come. My third oldest sister and I didn't want to make our mom unhappy because she had to watch and take care of us. So my second oldest sister who lives in San Francisco, and my mom came up with a plan and that plan was to; Over the two weeks my mom was in Hawaii, me and my older sister would go to live with my second oldest sister for that two week period. This wasn’t my first visit to San Francisco, my first visit happened when I was nine.  My family and me needed to go up there because my brother decided to go to a cooking school to complete his dream of becoming a professional chef. The cooking school he wanted to go to, was in San Francisco, so my mom thought it would be a fun idea to have the family come with him to San Francisco, to help him move in. So we did and my brother was living in the golden city, eventually my second oldest sister decided to move there too. I was pretty happy when I heard about the trip we were going on, thus started the trip I was going to do For two weeks for three years. I also had some anxiety over some things like “what if my mom gets in to a plane crash and dies”or “what if we get kidnapped on the ride there and then they removed our lungs and sell them to the black market” or the worst fear I had: “I might get sick on the day of the trip and everyone needs to cancel their trips, and they’re going to be furious with me”. We had a couple days to pack, Luckily it was summer and I didn’t need to go to school, so that made me less anxious, but when the day of the trip came, the aroma of rotten anxiety came and increased fastly, so when I woke up at 7pm and needed to get in the car, I was like a stuffed ham, with the stuffing being anxiety, I always had intense anxiety but never like this. 


  Now my heart was beating so fast, that I thought I would have a heart attack. I just remember sitting in my room, on my bed looking at my flower print carpet, and feeling like the world is ending. While my heart was turning into an alert clock, beat, beat, beat, beatbeatbeatbeatbeat! !!! !!”Please get to a shelter, a bomb is going off!!” beat beat beat beat beat beat beat beat beat beat Beat beat beat beat beat

BEATBEaT BEat   oh god i’m going to die, we’re going to get kidnapped and then they’re going to remove our lungs, oh god why I'm gonna die, die d i e d    i e die d i endendendendend   

 Beatbeatbeat.  


“Honey what is wrong!” my mom said, while walking through my room to my bed, “it just, *sobs* I don’t want to go” with my tears running down my face, my mom soon hugged me, while my tears start to Dry. I ended up telling my mom about my fears and anxieties, and she told me about how:“Shh everything Is going to be ok and your trip is going to be wonderful and when I came to California I was scared but Jesus and the creator gonna me though that, and when the government was after me, I put a pink light all around, myself, and I’m asking you to do the same and allow all the Trauma and fear and anxiety to fate away, and enjoyed this trip! Put the fear to rest allow you and sisters to ensure a Wonderful trip while I’m doing the same.”         

With my mother’s odd, but soft words I worked up the courage to get my suitcase 

and get in to my mother’s overpacked fifteen year old car. Soon we’re on the road and most of my anxiety has calmed down, and it was like that for the four and a half hours we were in the car. We finally made it to the golden city, and the amazing city lights Immediately captured my eyes, and the smell of San Francisco pizza came to my nose, and made my stomach grumble. Me and my sisters soon enjoyed the wonderful city. The next two weeks were pretty nice, sure my sister had multiple breakdowns, but other then that, I had a great time. Not only did I overcome some of my anxieties, but I made some great memories that I will never forget. Unless I get Alzheimer’s in years to come.     


The author's comments:

I like ham


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