Assignment 8 - Grace Bond

Fears: jump scares are the only things that really get to me, and I tend to be pretty relaxed about everything else in life

Annoyances: racism, sexism, discrimination of any kind, stereotyping, sexual/physical/mental abuse, the sound of people breathing/chewing/sniffing/swallowing

Accomplishments: 32 on act as a sophomore(hopefully that goes up), KUNA Coordinator for Y Club, EAP Leader, NSHSS Ambassador

Confusions: ignorant people, religion

Sorrows: For some reason I can never bring myself to care what other people say, which sounds like a good thing but I don't even care about the good things anymore. I used to get a feeling in my gut when someone either complimented or insulted me, and now I feel absolutely nothing. I just don't give a single shit

Dreams: getting into Uchicago or Johns Hopkins, can't decide if I want to be an international lawyer or diplomat of some sort, or if I want to do something medical, especially neurology or research in neuroscience, but in general I don't care what I do if I'm happy

Idiosyncrasies: I have to brush my teeth the very second I wake up, I pull my pants up literally every single time I stand up, I rest my middle finger on the turn signal thingy at all times that I am driving for no reason

Beloved possessions: stuffed animal rabbit(then), necklace I wear everyday(now)

Problems: I used to have crippling anxiety as a child but I'm mostly over it now, and I'm totally honest to a fault(basically I'm always coming off as a bitch when really I just don't want to be fake)

When I was in third grade, it became clear to a lot of people around me that I had a huge problem with anxiety. I was constantly worried about school and making friends at the new school that I came to. Since I was the only person out of every grade from my first elementary school to make it into the accelerated program that year, I knew literally no one. As a seven-year-old(I'm younger than most people in my grade), that was not a very easy thing to cope with. Not only was the social aspect of my new school difficult, but I have never once felt challenged on any assignment I had had up until this point. I will admit that I didn't really feel challenged in third grade either at my new school, but I certainly expected to be challenged even though I wasn't. The first time I missed a math assignment because I forgot to write it down in my agenda, I cried for at least 30 minutes to my teacher explaining to her what had happened. I was so worried about what she would think about me, about what my parents would think about me, and about if this would affect my future. Small situations kept giving me crazy anxiety, and eventually I had to go see someone about it. I met with that therapist countless times until eventually I wasn't so anxious all the time. I don't go around telling everyone that in third fourth and fifth grade I had anxiety, but they do always assume that I've never felt anything like that before. I have friends that currently have anxiety as teenagers, that tell me that I'm never felt what they're feeling. I've never told these people anything about my anxiety in elementary school, but they assume that their problems are worse than mine no matter what the perspective. I won't go too much into this, but I think that's one of the worst things you could ever say to someone.