Tuesday, April 8, 2025

Echoes of Anxiety in a Classroom Shell



The Classroom Cage – Anxiety in School

Hello my lovely readers!
This is Pavithra back again on MY TWISTED LIFE JOURNAL, where I spill the raw, unfiltered parts of life with a twist of emotion and (sometimes dark) humor. Today, we’re diving into the quiet chaos of school days—the ones people say are “the best time of your life,” but for someone like me, it was a different kind of reality. A twisted one.


They say school is the best time of your life.
For me, it was a battleground.

Every time I was called to speak in class, my hands would shake. Words got stuck in my throat. My heart? Pounding like a drum solo on loop. The fear wasn’t just about giving the wrong answer—it was about being seen. That terrifying spotlight moment where the entire class turns their eyes toward you, and you're suddenly hyper-aware of every breath, every sound, every flaw.

One time during a classroom debate, I stood up only to completely blank out. The words I’d practiced the night before disappeared. I felt the walls closing in. My throat tightened. It was supposed to be a simple school activity, but inside me, it turned into an all-out war.

Looking back, I know it wasn’t just about the subject or the grades. It was about perfection. I wanted to be good—no, great. But that constant pressure created an anxious loop I couldn’t escape. And honestly? That’s a heavy weight for a 15-year-old to carry

School shaped a lot of who I am today, but not just in terms of education. It taught me resilience—the hard way. If you're someone who felt the same way in class, if you’ve ever wanted to disappear during a presentation or felt your heartbeat in your ears when asked a question—you’re not alone. We all have our own “classroom cage,” and it's okay to still be learning how to break free.

If this blog hit close to home, I’d love to hear your story. Drop a comment below or share your own “classroom cage” moments. Let’s create a space where we turn pressure into power—and let's embrace chaos together.

With love and loud heartbeats,
Pavithra
Your storyteller at MY TWISTED LIFE JOURNAL~




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