I’ve always had trouble fitting in with other students, often feeling like I’m disconnected from everybody, somewhat of an outcast. Society forces me to be part of this system, but if only I had the choice, I’d rather not go to school.
Sometimes, I find myself being jealous as I watch movies where the main characters, despite their loner or awkward traits, always manage to have that one reliable friend.
I’ve often wondered whether I’m the problem, and I’ve come to believe that I might be. But changing who I am is hard, and I’m honestly tired of trying.
My mother is seated on her bed, tears welling up as I explain why I want to quit school. The reasons I’m giving her aren’t the real ones. I just can’t admit the truth to her.
“Is it because you’re just tired that you want to quit schoo
