急！悬赏50。求一篇英语作文，

I still remember the day when I took part in the drawing party held by my school. For more than a year now, every time I try to draw or paint... even small scribbled drawings with no expectation... I feel the beginning of an anxiety attack going on and I eventually have to stop.

I've been drawing since I could hold a crayon. I've been through 3 years of an illustration degree at a very good art school and did extremely well. Until a year ago, I couldn't imagine going a day without at least filling a page in a sketchbook. If I had 5 minutes I would doodle. You get the idea...

So... yeah, a little over a year ago I started having typical artist's block from stress and life problems. A lot of crap I didn't want to deal with kept happening, I couldn't handle taking care of myself or what was going on around me and I moved back with my parents, quit my job, and stopped going to school halfway through a semester that I was failing anyway.

I tried to draw again tonight... I don't think I've tried for at least a month, because before that I would start to have anxiety attacks every time, and I don't know why. Same thing tonight. I can't explain it at all...

I don't start out with thoughts of failure or how bad I am, I don't sit and compare myself to others' work, it isn't basic artist's block anymore. I start drawing and no matter what I'm drawing, my head starts feeling fuzzy and a lot of pressure. I begin feeling aggravated and then the anxiety really sets in and goes from there until I have to stop, or have an anxiety attack.
Near Christmas I did finish an illustration, and it turned out really well. It took 2 weeks where in the past I could have done it in a day or two, but I finished it. The problem is I felt anxious and sick the whole time where I used to enjoy myself.

I've thought about forgetting it altogether, but... I WANT to draw and paint and ink and color, and I miss it so, so much. I don't know why it's not happening. It doesn't matter if the drawing is turning out crap or amazing, the minute I pick up a pencil with the intention of drawing it happens. I feel so lost because not only is it what I've filled the entire 24 years of my life with, but it's something I still WANT to do, I haven't lost interest and I don't want to stop, but I can't work my way through this anxiety.

I will have to sleep soon, I always have to sleep after trying to draw now, the anxiety is so severe that it exhausts me. I feel like I'm going to cry and vomit for hours afterward, and I snap at anyone who talks to me. But when I don't draw I feel ... I don't know, just kind of, not much? Drifting or something. I feel lost.

i can still remember clearly the day i took pay in the Christmas party even it has already been more than half a year passed. i was so excited at the moment when i knew that our school would hold a

I still remember the day when I took part in the gratuation ceremony as a valedictorian, I was doing a speech and I can hear applauses for my performance. 请给分

That day was my lucky day! because I became a true teacher. I remenber a teacher interviewed me. He asked me some questions. Even though , I couldn't answer all the question, I tried my best.

首先看看今天的天气是个大晴天，日照和光线良好，再看看你的脸颊是否泛红？

就说是这里虚拟的50分，请问你的悬赏在哪了？？？？？

别人都是瞎子？还是你是个瞎子？大白天睁着双眼说这种瞎话？好意思的吗？

擦 高一期末英语考试作文……同求啊！！！