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 anyo...