It’s he evening, and the day has finally started to catch up to me. A number of chance events have lead me to this.. Now I guess I finally have to suck it up.
Today, after being out of school since the holidays, and after a previous attempt at a meeting (which ended horribly with me ‘moving’ my principal out of my way), I was brought to another shitty, high school meeting. Yes, the police were invited this time.
So apparently a “warning sign” is writing “black poetry”. Their words. Not mine. There goes my expression..
They also mentioned about how I’ve added posts to here from school.. There goes my freedom of speech..
You guys should see the list of things I have to comply to:
If I leave class, they assume I’m high
If I’m late for class, there’s a call to the office
EVERYTHING major outside the school, the school gets to know
If it looks like I might hurt myself, the staff get to restrain me
I “might” be suspended if I talk about drugs or self harm at school. If I TALK about it. Just TALK!
If I “appear under the influence of banned substances” I get sent home. So basically, if I look tired, and don’t explain it, I’m “high” and go home.
That’s just half of it. For a month if not longer. The anxiety is building and I’m not sure I’ll be able to make it..If I can’t.. Â Then it’s all over. Just everything. Probably the end.
Help..
4 comments
Are they making you see a councillor? Seems strange to impose all these conditions to essentially protect the school, but not impose anything to help you… well I guess you don’t have a choice, as you say just suck it up. I hope you have someone to talk to though….
It was funny almost. During th meeting I went on about accepting my faults as long as the school accepted theirs. I was basically ignored. Everyone says it’s my fault the school turned all millitary on me.. It’s my fault, and that’s the worst.
If I mess up my last chance, then school is just gone. Then I have nothing. Maybe it seems stupid compared to other problems, but when your father is constantly telling you that university is the only option, it’s a pretty big deal.
School is becoming worse than prison these days.
It really is. And they ARE making me see a drug counselor.. Not like I don’t already have a psyc at the best hospital in the Provence…
I can’t even leave class to pee without an escort. -_-
There’s this lady that goes to every class with me… So annoying. At least no one seems to know she’s there for me..