World War II Conversation Report
I knew my nose would sweat, as it always does when I’m nervous. I nearly wanted to cry and vomit at the thought of a presentation or getting in groups. It was my reality and I was resigned to it; I detested talking to people. Struggling with social anxiety throughout my first years in high school made me feel limited at all times. I walked around not looking up and would feel the sweat running down from the tip of my nose to my upper lip every time someone would call my name. Whenever someone asked me something from afar my heart would violently increase its rate, a choking knot would form in my throat and I would make hand signals indicating that they should come closer. This infuriated me, I aspired to be one of those students that could easily express their opinions and speak out loud. Even the thought of signing up to see my counselor made my stomach feel uneasy.The image of faces staring at me as I walk into a club’s meeting prevented me from considering the possibility of ever joining one.
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I knew it wouldn’t be the same subject and that sometimes I wouldn’t be an expert in the given topic, but knowing that I could at least openly talk about something truly gave me a sense of confidence for everything else. I also managed to work on my interpersonal skills by having conversations with my classmates about the latest lesson from class. My AP History classes opened my eyes to a new world. It was somewhere where I wasn’t the quiet girl in the corner but instead the passionate young lady, eagerly trying to answer the teacher’s questions. The confidence I obtained to speak in those classes helped my self-esteem. Although I still have a lot to work on, my experience there allowed me to slowly start to overcome my social
This slowly …show more content…
I knew it wouldn’t be the same subject and that sometimes I wouldn’t be an expert in the given topic, but knowing that I could at least openly talk about something truly gave me a sense of confidence for everything else. I also managed to work on my interpersonal skills by having conversations with my classmates about the latest lesson from class. My AP History classes opened my eyes to a new world. It was somewhere where I wasn’t the quiet girl in the corner but instead the passionate young lady, eagerly trying to answer the teacher’s questions. The confidence I obtained to speak in those classes helped my self-esteem. Although I still have a lot to work on, my experience there allowed me to slowly start to overcome my social