Anxiety

When we were in that van and that truck was about to hit us or sideswipe us,  I started to panic.  :'(  I don't know. It's just hard to get this out. I start to think about that horrible accident that was in the Summer of 1992.  How often do I think about?  I don't know. I guess I think about every time someone else brings it up.    :'(  

Okay. When Jason was saying what kind of Selective Mutism I have, he said that I have a weird kind of Selective Mutism and that Bekki Winter, my SM friend has regular SM.  :'(  I am still trying to figure that one out.  You mean that Jason says that I have weird Selective Mutism and Bekki has regular Selective Mutism.  WTF is the difference, Jason!  Jason, don't answer that!!!!  I'm sure that you will give me a stupid answer!  

I want to figure this one out.  "Maybe there is nothing to figure out".  Someone whispers in my ear.  I don't want to blame anyone for saying that to me but I didn't just come right out and say that just to hear my mouth flap!  Someone would have had to say that to me, but who?  NO, it was not Jason. I swear to god!

I know, I know.  Don't keep making excuses for Jason but Jason never said that.