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Social Anxiety Disorder
A person relates their story through poetry. Interesting account of this disorder.
I don't understand what's happening.
I am sitting in Writing Seminar
and it feels like my hands are shaking,
like I've got a tremor.
I try hard to focus, stare at my hands,
but I can't tell whether or not they're shaking.
I don't understand why I can't tell.
I should be able to tell
if my own hands are shaking.
My eyesight can't be trusted.
I'd try sitting on my hands,
but that would make people stare,
if they haven't already noticed the shaking.
I try clasping my hands together,
but that's no good, either.
I can see myself with my hands together,
banging them up and down on the desk
like a piston, like a cartoon sledgehammer.
I see myself doing it,
but I know I'm not.
I can't be.
If I were, people would be staring.
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