Life at times can make you anxious for no reason, even the things that we have under control. Whenever it gets to the same time or season we have planned to achieve particular things, normally as humans we immediately start having this anxiety about whether it is going to work out or not.
We go over it again and again, even when we try to motivate ourselves that we did our jobs well, or whatever it is, that doubt keeps hitting us that is not good.
I have felt anxiety before that was my final year in school, when my friend went to do have clearance for service and she came back crying that she has a missing script. At first I was consoling her when she said that majority of our coursemate have missing script from different courses .
I was like 'It's that bad,' she said yes. I asked which lecturer do our coursemates have missing scripts. She mentioned. Immediately I became anxious because this lecturer has threatened me, and almost all the names mentioned that have a missing script were ladies that he had threatened like me.
Panic set in. I didn't plan on going for service that year, so the reason why I didn't bother to go for clearance. But with the news I heard, I went for clearance and during the course of clearance, I found out that I also had a missing script like others. I was devastated, and the most annoying part of this was it wasn't even in my file. This missing script came during my 300 level in school, how didn't I notice?
It was another course I was told that I have a carryover, which I went to meet the woman to check her system that there is a mistake. I can't have the course carryover; she refused, stating that if I see carryover, then it is what it is. I felt very bad and rewrote the exam only to finish writing it, and she then found out that it was a mistake.I never had her course her carry over.
Now the truth stares at me, it was this wicked lecturer's course that I had issues with. I went to meet him and he brought back his proposal. I left, went home, and wept my heart out, realizing that I have avoided all this time in school.Sometimes a problem shared is a problem solved. I told one of my friends that he had passed through fire in his hand.
She just gave me a simple piece of advice, I doubt it. Anxiety was playing a big joke on me, I couldn't reason well and I can't give it what he wants. After several pieces of advice from people, her advice stood out to me.So when next I went to meet him, I linked up with my head of department and one of my military friends to act as my husband. I bought fake rings for both of us.
I wore mine and he wore his. Together we went to see him. I begged him to let me look for the script. If it's not there, I will rewrite it. I was anxious even with my soldier friend with me. I didn't know if the idea would work, but it worked because he said I didn't tell him I was married. Funny enough, my script was there, fully marked and recorded, but I didn't give it to exams and records.
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