I'm glad I got to reread this. It's good. The moment you finally realize/admit that you fucking hated school, even though you spent your life trying to convince yourself and everyone else that you loved it, is surreal. Trauma responses, man: helluva a drug.
I hit the like button, and you had me laughing out loud with some of the locker room stuff, but shit, that feeling of panic was well established in my chest by the time I got to "As documented elsewhere, I’m 'wicked smaht.'” I no longer have to keep the wound covered with a Band-Aid, scared to death that someone will pick at it, but I guess it's not completely healed.
I'm glad I got to reread this. It's good. The moment you finally realize/admit that you fucking hated school, even though you spent your life trying to convince yourself and everyone else that you loved it, is surreal. Trauma responses, man: helluva a drug.
I hit the like button, and you had me laughing out loud with some of the locker room stuff, but shit, that feeling of panic was well established in my chest by the time I got to "As documented elsewhere, I’m 'wicked smaht.'” I no longer have to keep the wound covered with a Band-Aid, scared to death that someone will pick at it, but I guess it's not completely healed.