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this morning was just like the other… i just can’t do it. i don’t know what’s wrong with me, getting up and dressed and going to school seems so simple right? my mom keeps telling me what do you mean you can’t do it?? you can’t put on clothes? how silly is that! of course you can! mom it’s not easy i can’t even move right now i don’t know how you expect me to go i get that somatic symptoms aren’t caused by illness but i still feel them i still threw up from anxiety i still feel sick to my stomach and i don’t know how to feel better i told her i don’t know how to make myself be able to go to school i can’t do it and she just said we can figure that out later but i have to go today. am i over reacting? she said her job as a parent isn’t to NOT to make sure i feel good but it’s to “train me to be an adult”, to make me do what she says. she said since i did not get dressed and go to school like she said, even though i was sobbing so hard and trying to not have a panic attack, i was disobeying her and that i would get consequences for not listening. she doesn’t understand that i’m not disobeying her to spite her i just really can’t do it… she said i was too soft and weak. days like this really make me question if it’s worth it…