Sable
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I'm supposed to be going back to college on monday to try to finish my second year (the one I dropped out of so spectacularly last time around). Just at this moment I'm wondering what the hell made me think I could handle it now? The more I think about it the more absoloutely impossible it seems for me to go back. There is no way on earth I can stand up in front of a classroom full of people and give a 10 minute presentation, any more than I could do it last year. And I know what to expect from classes this time; I know they go round everyone in the class one at a time and make them say 'a bit about themselves'.
"Hi, I'm Carrie. In my spare time I hide alone in my room, reading and using the internet..." before fading off into a strangled silence of nerves.
I can't do it! But what's the alternative? Yet again I'll be backing out of something because I'm too scared. I can't explain this all to my parents, they think I'm 'all better'. And they never really understood SA to begin with. In fact they treat it as some kind of taboo subject - I'd be just as well trying to strike up a conversation with them about lesbian sex over tea and biscuits.
And then I'll be unemployed, again. I have so many unexplainable holes in my CV and work history, it actually works against me. Short of lying and saying I was backpacking on and off for the last 6 years, there's no way of explaining it away without the truth - I'm a coward. A useless, introverted bag of nerves, and it would be a huge, huge mistake to employ me.
I'm back where I started. This whole last year may as well not even have happened.
"Hi, I'm Carrie. In my spare time I hide alone in my room, reading and using the internet..." before fading off into a strangled silence of nerves.
I can't do it! But what's the alternative? Yet again I'll be backing out of something because I'm too scared. I can't explain this all to my parents, they think I'm 'all better'. And they never really understood SA to begin with. In fact they treat it as some kind of taboo subject - I'd be just as well trying to strike up a conversation with them about lesbian sex over tea and biscuits.
And then I'll be unemployed, again. I have so many unexplainable holes in my CV and work history, it actually works against me. Short of lying and saying I was backpacking on and off for the last 6 years, there's no way of explaining it away without the truth - I'm a coward. A useless, introverted bag of nerves, and it would be a huge, huge mistake to employ me.
I'm back where I started. This whole last year may as well not even have happened.