I went on my first date this past Saturday and it was great. He was so sweet and nice. He had his arm around me like any other clique movie date. At the end, I started freaking out though. It was so bad that I couldn’t focus on the movie and felt so nauseous I had to go to the bathroom and figure myself out. He was so sweet about it and was more worried about how I was than if he was going to get home on time. This attack lasted for a good 24 hours, it sucked and I couldn’t help it. I’m still embarrassed to say my very first date I had an anxiety attack but welcome to high school.