Well....... Let's just say I was really rigid and shy (still am)

But.... I was practically killing myself on not being perfect.

One example:

I accidentally left a staple on the table in first grade.

I was so afraid that I would get in trouble that the next day in the morning, I had an anxiety attack and was shaking during class.

Turns out, I did not get in trouble, nor did anyone care.

So yeah.... Really rigid.

So much in fact, that I would rather work on my school work than talk to friends.

(..... Wait.... I still am like that....)

One question I got asked from kindergarten through fourth grade was

"You don't talk much, Do you?"

All. The. Freaking. Time.

To which I responded with an icy glare and me slowly shaking my head......

I sure was an interesting child...