Anything related to academia makes me nauseated. Literally. It feels grey. Tastes like old newspapers. Smells like rust. If I insist on listening or reading the academic bs, I develop a pressured pain in my temples. Almost like staring into a blazingly bright light or the sun at its zenith. My mouth becomes dry. I furrow my brows, squint. Jaws clenched.I start hearing a static noise in my ears. At first it’s faint in one ear. Then, it eagerly engages both of them. I start feeling claustrophobic, like my entire soul is confined to my chest. Panic attack brewing.

Drop. The. Book. And. Run!

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