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Anyone know what happened to Nancy @archaeologicals-deactivated2016 ? Apparently she deactivated?
The Young and Anxious One
[Relate a life event essay w/famous work of art]
When I was in elementary school I heard a rumor about someone and I made the mistake of spreading it around. A lot of my friends didn’t like what I was saying and I even brought myself to the principles office to talk about the issue before they decided to call me in on their own. I felt so bad about it that I had a talk with my dad. The problem passed quickly, but unfortunately it caused me to feel bad about more than just that.
I began to feel guilty about every little thing a fifth grader could possibly feel guilty for, and a majority of the issues were nothing anyone would even think to feel bad about. I started making lists of all these things that ate at me, and every day when I came home from school I would pace around the house nervously waiting for my dad to come home. When he did I would give him the list and we would sit together while I cried and he read it silently. He would assure me that everything was alright, and tell me that these were things I should not feel guilty for. Though I didn’t know it at the time, he was right. They were literally nothing to fuss over. I had made about three lists in total, but the third one I never gave to him. One day I just happened to not feel anxious anymore, so I hid the paper in a safe place in case I ever felt guilty again. After all of this, I seemed to lose a bit of weight. I was a relatively chubby child at that age, and I became a twig almost too quickly. Sometimes I wonder if it was my experience to blame, or if it was just a coincidence built by growth spurt timing. Anyway, a few years later I remembered the list, and without reading it, I tore it up and threw it away. I could vaguely remember what I wrote, but I didn’t want to know. All I knew was that it was a past I didn’t need to bring back up again.
This affected me so much because I still struggle with the same kind of reactions I did then. I still worry, I still feel guilty, I still get anxious and nervous, and I am still learning from this minor experience. I am still trying to figure out how I went from worrying about all of these issues one day, to dropping it and forgetting about it the next. But I have learned that a lot of the things that you stress over one day, really may not matter in the years to come. I have learned that rumors and secrets may not be great within itself but it can cause even bigger issues in its surrounding. I am still constantly fighting with myself to be a better person and do it in a way that I don’t beat myself up about it when I fail.
To this day I still do not know whether the rumor was true or not, but my measly assumptions got me into a lot of trouble and I hurt many peoples feelings by it, as well as losing some trust and embarrassing myself. Sometimes I think that by not forgetting the issue, I will one day figure out how to deal with my worries easier. However, I don’t think anyone really ever figures out how. Either you’re born carefree or you’re not and some people have to work harder than others. And maybe I’m wrong, maybe I’m only making it worse by holding onto it. But that’s for God to know and me to, maybe, find out.
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I chose “The Scream” by Edvard Munch, as my related artwork. He had a bunch of anxiety/depressive disorders. What I like about him though is that instead of dwelling on his problems, he sort of embraced them and incorporated them into his work. He used art to express his feelings and emotions. Now, I’m not saying I have any disorders or that I’m some depressive sack. But, I chose The Scream, not necessarily because I want to scream, but because sometimes I feel as if all of my worries or irritations scream at me.
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