So last night I had a full out panic attack over writing a paper for one of my classes today. I went and asked a student who's in another section of the class if I could see their paper so I knew what I was supposed to be doing.
Like yes, I KNOW how you wrote it but I literally need to see a paper that's in the right format/style to get over my panic. I KNOW your logic, I have the same logic in this case, I JUST CAN'T GET OVER MY PANIC AND YOU ARE NOT HELPING BY INVALIDATING MY EXPERIENCE.
Don't fucking say "it was easy" or "it's simple" or "just go for it".
I'm like a deer in headlights if I don't have a solid rubric or really specific guidelines for writing. I need to actually see your paper for my brain to be like "okay, that's what we need to do."
I did all the same work you did ON MY OWN (and I know this student bs'd their interviews) and I did my research like we were supposed to so its not like I'm fucking going to copy your paper.
I literally worked up the courage to go find them in a public place while I was in full-on anxiety/panic mode and was scared to even leave my room because I was crying and I hate it when people ask my what's wrong because then I infodump or freak out or something. It was so bad last night I couldn't leave my giant Pikachu plush in my dorm room.
I don't know if its even worth going to the rush party for the sorority they're in since they're a founder and clearly don't remotely understand anxiety/panic disorders. How the fuck would they be able to understand my ASD?