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I will say that one thing about this sickness is that you do learn about the goodness of other people. I tried to go to Kwanzaa to-day, because I promised Jewel that I would way back in October, but when I got there I had another anxiety attack, and had to go out into the hall, where I hid behind a coatrack and started crying.
And after a while a boy came out and sat down beside me and talked to me and got me something to eat (I hadn't eaten all day) and asked me what he could do and basically missed most of the event from sitting with me. He gave me a piece of cloth he had so that I had something I could pull on and mess with, because my hands are always shaky and jittery and crazy when I'm having an anxiety attack. He told me all about his job (he's not actually a student here, he came to see his girlfriend, who is) and his family and told me dirty jokes to try to make me laugh. I was so messed up I couldn't even look at his face for most of it.
And then he said he really wanted me to see the step dancing team, because his girlfriend was on it, so he told me to stand right outside the door where I could see them, but I wouldn't have to be in with all the noise and the people. He even got me a chair.
The thing is, he didn't know me, I didn't know him, and I'll probably never see him again, but he took the time to try to make things better for me, and it really meant a lot. So I'm still feeling pretty gross, and my headache really hasn't gone away, but I've eaten something, at least, and people can be really, really so good.
That makes me love them.
And after a while a boy came out and sat down beside me and talked to me and got me something to eat (I hadn't eaten all day) and asked me what he could do and basically missed most of the event from sitting with me. He gave me a piece of cloth he had so that I had something I could pull on and mess with, because my hands are always shaky and jittery and crazy when I'm having an anxiety attack. He told me all about his job (he's not actually a student here, he came to see his girlfriend, who is) and his family and told me dirty jokes to try to make me laugh. I was so messed up I couldn't even look at his face for most of it.
And then he said he really wanted me to see the step dancing team, because his girlfriend was on it, so he told me to stand right outside the door where I could see them, but I wouldn't have to be in with all the noise and the people. He even got me a chair.
The thing is, he didn't know me, I didn't know him, and I'll probably never see him again, but he took the time to try to make things better for me, and it really meant a lot. So I'm still feeling pretty gross, and my headache really hasn't gone away, but I've eaten something, at least, and people can be really, really so good.
That makes me love them.
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Date: 2009-11-22 08:39 am (UTC)Everybody needs somebody like that, to remind them of the inherent goodness in people.
<3
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Date: 2009-11-22 11:29 am (UTC)(oh! you are listening to "Summer Before the War." is it not totally about a menage a trois?)
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