Anonymous Confession #29- My HSC year started out absolutely - TopicsExpress



          

Anonymous Confession #29- My HSC year started out absolutely f*cked. I got dumped after a 2 year relationship to a shitty person and honestly slipped into a pretty dark period. I started school seeing a counsellor for the first time and went on antidepressant medication. My family didnt cope with this change that well because I was always discreet with emotions, and when the medication started to not work, I just went off the medication cold turkey and stopped seeing a doctor. I wanted to act like I was better so my family wouldnt be upset anymore. About a month later, I was still affected by the breakup that I just jumped straight into a new one which got really intimate really quickly. The new relationship brought me that little spark of optimism that I really needed. When the half yearly exam block period came by, I did fairly alright with everything. I got a passing grade with little study. By the end of it however, I found out I was pregnant. Yeah, thats right, I got infected with the 2014 pregnancy plague... f*cked up I know. I ended up losing the baby, but the pregnancy itself made me miss so many school days which put me behind. It also made me realise who the two-faced friends were which put me in an even more emotional state and made me give zero f*ckaroos about my work performance. I ended up completing all of my assessments either the night before or the morning of the due date which resulted in me getting marks ranging from 65% to 84%. Trials hit me so hard it made my anus look like a punched lasagne. I honestly thought I failed all of my subjects but miraculously I got a passing grade. After trials, everything seemed a little easier, I had the formal to look forward to and the HSC exams to dread. I ended up getting 55.25 on my atar, which my parents will never know about, but Im still going to UNI through early entry which I look forward to and will commence in 2016 with my new partner. (2015 is a gap year for me). There were many times that I wanted to drop out or say f*ck it, fart and leave the classroom all at once but I kept going and got to where I needed to be which is all that matters.
Posted on: Thu, 22 Jan 2015 10:26:00 +0000

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