I can't have a dorm mate they will mess everything up! My perfect schedule and routine! How am I going to handle everything now? I feel myself starting to have a meltdown so, I shut my bedroom door and sit on the floor with my knees to my chest. Tears start to stream down my cheeks, my breathing becomes labored, my heart rate skyrockets and my vision blurs. I try to stay in control but, my mind is spiraling and I start to mumble I'll be a good boy, I'll do better, I promise.
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