CRASH--SPLASH--TING! You have GOT to be kidding me.
I have no control over dissociative behavior, and I guess the stress caused by the anxiety flipped the switch. I started to feel dizzy, my vision became blurry, and it felt like I was glued to the car seat. What the hell do I do now?
As previously mentioned, participants of this group aren't hiding under the sheets as I was doing. For the most part, if I was in a dangerous situation, they would be the best bodyguards on the planet. No bending of these spines, I wish I had a bit of their gumption. Therefore I completely understood why no mingling outside group was strongly enforced.