Today was my last day of school. Never will I be forced to walk into that hell hole again, but next week I'll gladly pick up my cap and gown. I feel so relieved. I'm so happy. I feel accomplished. My time's been way overdue. But lately I haven't been unhappy about a few simple things. They bother me so much, that sometimes I cry. I really don't know what to do. I feel sick. I don't like this feeling at all. I feel as if I'm suffering from a constant anxiety attack. I feel it right now. That tightness I get in my chest sometimes. That lump in my throat. I start to feel sick, and I feel like something is going to happen, but nothing ever does. Essentially, I feel like I'm worrying for nothing. I'm confused.