when i was 8 years old, i went to an amusement park with my family
i went quite a long away to follow the parade when my mother went to toilet.
i became separated from my family. so i felt scared and fearful. and i was so desperate to miss my mother.
then a kind employee brought me to front desk, i can contact my mother dramatically. but since then, i suffered from agoraphobia, and when i goes outside alone i finds it difficult to breathe. at that time i could relieve agoraphobia receiving psychotherapy from the kind a psychiatrist. as i entered a elementary school i could manage alone with my mother.
for now i want to a psychiatrist to treat sick people like me.
so i will study more diligently to become a psychiatrist