It saddens me how nobody understands. I'll tell you my story. School was hard for me from an early age, starting from k-4 grade. My parents were mad for the longest and didn't understand why I didn't want to go to school. My teachers didn't understand. And I for sure didn't know what was happening to me. I'd feel nauseous and sick to my stomach and nobody would believe me. I started to experience shortness of breath 4th grade year and got x-ray done and came back clear.
I continued to struggle until I got a break 5 & 6 that grade. We moved for my 7yh grade year and there it began again the nervousness and hunting feeling, I struggled at the beginning. I went to the doctor and nothing, everything was fine. Later it went away 8 & 9th grade year. The summer going into 10th grade year it blasts me out nowhere and it was haunting, I didn't enjoy my summer and didn't leave the house at all. Later in the year I saw a psychiatrist that gave me medication and honestly brushed me off like I was nothing. I saw a psychologist once too and didn't go back.
At that point I still didn't know it was anxiety and didn't give it much thought because it went away on its own. Now 3 years later the struggle is real. I'm not enjoying my first year of college do to the anxiety, and am constantly home. My mom gets frustrated with me asking me when I'll get better and stuff but it doesn't help. It's frustrating that nobody can understand what I fee and the struggle. I know it's not their fault but still.