Essay on Yourself – Essay About Myself For Students In English

I am a person who has lived in the same place for my whole life, and I have never left the country. I would say that I am very safe and comfortable around people, but outside of a small radius, I start to panic. I don’t like to ride in cars or on trains because it scares me if they move too fast or too close to other objects, and even then they can’t move fast enough for me sometimes. One way this had affected my life was that until recently all of my friends were people that were in school with me, but now they are scattered across the U.S., so we only really talk on Facebook or through email anymore. Another way this has affected my life is that I can’t travel very far away from home. I have never been east of the Mississippi River, and I have only traveled outside of the U.S. once in my whole life when I went to Canada with my family when I was 4 years old. This has led to extreme distress in my life because I think it would be amazing to see new places and meet new people, but instead, it’s like I see all these other people on Facebook doing what I want to do and it makes me feel really left out. When things like that happen, I feel like a failure for not being able to do what they are doing because of my anxiety, which then brings on a panic attack. My whole life I have been told that anxiety is not a big deal, and I will be fine, and to just calm down when things get a little hectic, but I think that this is not the case at all. People don’t realize how much anxiety can really affect you as much as it has affected me.

It has been hard for me to convey the impact of my anxiety onto me because no one really sees it happen in real-time. This essay is another attempt at conveying that information. Everyone knows these different types of people in their life; someone who is always anxious, someone who is always cheerful, someone who is always sad or angry about something or another… It’s easy to label these people as having certain traits and to not think about it too much, but there are other people who have panic attacks for no reason. They go outside with their friends and suddenly they feel like the world is closing in around them, and they can’t breathe. These are the people that always seem to be labeled “weird” or “crazy” or “dramatic”. I feel like that a lot of the time, but I’m not trying to draw attention from something else; I’m just trying to convey what it feels like inside my own head. Maybe the reason that we don’t know why these people act like they do is because they are putting up a facade to hide behind, or maybe it’s just that we are not willing to put in the time and effort to try and understand them. Either way, it comes down to the fact that we as people still have a lot of growing up to do individually before we can really get along with each other.

Sometimes I feel like people are just too hard on themselves, and I have been guilty of this myself. My mom always used to say that if we don’t have fancy clothes, we can’t be perfect. I am not saying we should look a certain way or have the right toys or go out and get things that make us happy, but I don’t understand why people think so much of themselves when they aren’t doing anything about their own lives. Everyone has good and bad days, but if you are unhappy with yourself then why even bother trying?

I wish my teachers understood me better because I hear them say that they never thought anyone was that shy until they really got to know me. I am not sure where they get this weird idea that people should be outgoing or loud or something I don’t know. I just wish everyone could be themselves and not think about all the other stuff. It’s hard to explain because I feel like it’s something within a person but at the same time, it feels like that person is away from me, somewhere in my head. I have always had friends and liked being around people, but sometimes there are a group of people and maybe one of them stands out to me more than the others, for whatever reason, but then they go off by themselves and do their own thing. It makes me sad because I just want to be friends with everyone in the whole world…

I wish I would have talked to someone sooner about my problems, but I always thought people would think that I was just being dramatic or weird. I don’t know why this is, but I just felt like people couldn’t be understanding towards me because they wouldn’t understand where it was coming from.

I think a lot of people don’t realize how much it takes out of you to be so uncomfortable with everything around you. I have sat in a room full of friends and been so scared that I would have a panic attack that I won’t talk for the rest of the night because my heart is beating too fast or my breathing feels weird. I always sit there trying to trick myself into thinking everything is alright, but I know it’s not. Usually, I will leave early and go home because I don’t want my friends to think that I am that weirdo friend who couldn’t even hang out with us.

I wish that I could just stop thinking about it all the time, but the one thing I hate most is that people always tell me to relax because this is something that everyone goes through, and it would be better if I got over it. But no one ever says anything to themself when they are scared about something.

In conclusion, this assignment has been one of the most difficult things I’ve ever had to do. I know that when I finish writing this I will probably be in tears from reliving all of these memories and putting them into words. I hope you enjoy reading this article as much as I have enjoyed writing it.