My god. I nearly killed myself in high school. Literally. I fucking hated it. I am still filled with blinding rage and agony when I think of it. And here's these kids that have graduated today and are all upset and posting their thanks to their classmates for an awesome few years and taking photos etc. Well, I'm happy for them, I am. It's one reason I want to be a teacher, to try and do something for students, attempt to make something a little better for them.

Before, I thought all highschools were as bad as mine, that everyone had a horrible time. It just hurts even more now to know it could have been avoided.