Therefore, I know I won\'t listen to my body...

  This is me. On the outside I'm all good. But inside I've slowly faded away. I'm still alright, that's what I've been telling everyone until three days ago. Starting this year was a piece of cake for me, I thought I was prepared for it all. All extra work came like a shock I think. Even though most of it is already done, I still have heaps left.   So what happened three days ago?   Well, I was in London on a school trip. I was a bit tired so I had skipped a night out clubing and gone to bed. Before I fell asleep I was talking to my roomie bit about school and bit about everything. I thought I had slept forever when I woke up shaking. It started out with that I thought the room was a bit cold, but before I even had the time to hide under my blanket my whole body was shaking. Every single part of my body, not just like my arms like you normally do when you're a bit cold. I crawled my way down to the floor, and to my roomie's bed to wake her and the only thoughts I had in mind was "What the hell is happening, why won't it stop? Is this it? Am I going to die?" The reason I handled the situtation so well is my two friends and my teacher. Slow and deep breathing, speaking out of a one time experience that is probably the best thing to keep in mind if a panic attack would ever hit you. I still feel like crap by the way, it helps to write about it, but there's so much more to it that I'd rather keep to myself and the ones that are close to me. This whole situation three days ago just made me realise that it's all been too much for my head and body to handle. It made me realise that maybe I need to slow down and not be doing all the courses before summer and graduation. I still have the right to be doing my last year as well.   But knowing me right, I know that I won't listen to my body. I never will, because my will is to strong and I always put my heart in to everything I do. That's why I know, even with this happening, I will keep fighting because I believe I'm strong. Not because I am, because I believe in it. If you believe in something, you will put your heart and soul into it and keep fighting it until it's over.         PS. The photo is taken in London, at the museum of Wallace Collection (amazing by the way) and the trip was a real good trip, therefore, when I feel like I have the time, I will share some photos with you guys! Oh, and I know my English in this post isn't really the best, but I really couldn't bother to spellcheck and all so it is was it is!