I told the college I would be out for a week yet I came back in 2 days. I should have token that extra week.

I was currently sitting in my car waiting for moricarion to hit me while scrolling on my phone on Instagram.

How are people so openly gay?
How can people be okay with themselves?

But these questions wasnt for them to answer. It was for me. Everything to my anxiety to how I've been in the closet since I was 16 year old.

A knock at my brown Chevy car window. I look over to see and I see a lady with a uniform. Her hair everywhere expect where it needed to be.

Her skin the color or a beautiful dark chocolate. Her brown eyes as if were hazel. I akwardly roll down my window with my anxiety rising to about a 4.

"Yes?" I said softly. "Sir, your either gonna to have to move or come in the building. Ya' seem very sus being here for about two hours so were politely going to have to move." Her voice getting a little southern while talking.

"Oh..uh- yeah." About a 6 now on the scale. "I'm coming in".
"Okay sir, sorry to bother ya'" she said will a small smile and left back into the building.

I sigh, and rash my hands on my thigh cleaning any sweat. I take my keys out and get out. The car locks and I start heading back inside soon to be faced with a doctor and the same walls that gotten underneath my skin. My anxiety right now? About a 9.5 or h*ll even a 10. The doctor smiled at me with pity.

"Well hello Louis" The tall doctor smiled. "I'm doctor Floyd, heard alot about you."His voice was deep yet soft. The worst combination within a man. I start to feel my hands begin to sweat.

Am I manly enough?
Do I look like I like women?
Do I look to gay?

These thought ran across my head quickly but the doctor kept smiling while I was in my panic. He looked at me up and down. "Wow, a good looking man here today~" He whistles. "Got a girlfriend?"
"Yea..."
"Ya? Is she pretty?" He chuckled some more.

God was he annoying. He was so annoying that I glared at him. He puts his hands up and winks. "Sorry~".

Today... maybe today... I will get through the whole day.

"So, you wanna be a doctor?" He unlocks the iron doors. "A nurse" I walk through the opening with him. "Arent they the same thing?". I look at him displeased. "Arent you supposed to know the different sir? I mean you are a doctor." I scoff.

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I walk to my car with the moon shining ontop. I actually go all day. I have maybe 3 mild panic attacks without anyone knowing but the old lady I shoved myself in a closet with but hey... That was better than it could have been.

I sit down and dail a number on my phone. Clicking the number to look back at the messages I had with someone. Finally clicking the call button.

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"David?"