I was a normal kid up until 2nd grade when my parents started noticing a problem with me. I would sometimes just randomly have a massive sense of fear and refuse to go to school. I would puke my guts out, cry and have diarrhea. I would feel like I needed to jump in front of a car, It was as if someone was aiming a gun at me or my mother, or one of my family members died. It was some of the worst emotional and mental pain I ever felt in my life, and I suffered with it in elementary for 3 years. When I hit 3rd grade, it got worse
. I would sometimes pretend to be sick to get out of school, I would beg my mother not to take me because I was so worried that I was going to die. It happen constantly for 3 years. In 4th grade I remember going on a field trip to the baseball game with my dad, my dad was next to me when we were sitting in our class but, I was crying, I was freaking out like some autistic sperg, the girl that was sitting next to me wondered what was wrong with me. I told her, but she didn't understand how I felt
Nobody got it, the teachers just thought for a long time I was just trying to get out of school, when in reality I loved school, I had a lot of friends in the beginning. But, that all ended. I started getting bad grades and neglecting my friends, Eventually. I just kept wearing my big jacket to hide myself from everyone. I would hide under a tree in 100 (37-39C) weather with a jacket meant for the winter. I would never take it off, because I was worried people would look at me. Anyway, after those 3 years I was taken out of school by my mother on the 1st day of 5th grade because I was starting to be deranged. Then was a new chapter in my life...seclusion. 6-7 years of no friends, relationships. I was unable to form any bond, only with my mother. My father was anti-social and a drinker and my sister is a loser. Puberty was hard, life passed by for me. (1)