When my daughter was two, we lived in a house with a mural on the bathtub wall. It was a Polynesian scene with a palm tree and some strange looking Tiki figures.
I was sitting in my therapist’s office, close to tears. Week after week I would come in for a session and spew forth a litany of complaint.
Most of us feel anxious when confronting exams. It doesn’t matter whether it is a driving test, a professional license exam or a midterm or final in school.