ohai guys. please read this. especially if you go to my school because it’s aimed towards you.
Here’s an update on how I’ve been doing since some dumbass decided to tell school administration about this blog. Well, I’ve been doing horribly. Every single day feels like a long and miserable year. Every single day, I sit in class and think about how many adults at my school now think I’m crazy. I’ve cried in class almost everyday. Teachers and staff keep asking me if I’m okay. They keep putting their hands on my shoulders to show consolation, which isn’t bad at all… But it reminds me that they know about certain things that I wish they didn’t know about. The other day, I was walking to the lunch line and I passed two of my teachers who were talking to each other. They were talking about me. I’ve never seen such concerned faces on my teachers before, especially those two. It made me feel like shit to know that they had any reason to even be worried about me. I had to talk to the counselor at school on Monday and I really mean I HAD to talk to her. I had no choice. I sat there and talked to her while she silently judged me. I could feel her questions and prejudices burning my soul as she looked at me when I talked. And now I have to go to a therapist that is going to do the exact same thing. My strongest teacher asked me if I was okay yesterday. Do you know how hard that was for me? That teacher came over to me, put their hand on my back, and asked “are you okay?” They said it in a light and caring, but serious voice. It was a voice I had never heard from them before. That was really hard. I didn’t go to school today. It wasn’t because I was sick or had some appointment or family problems. It was because I’m so anxious and stressed about everything that has happened. I can’t face everyone, but I’ll have to tomorrow because my mom is going to make me go to school. Things have been really hard since you told school administration about this blog, which was supposed to be a place for me to come and express myself. It hasn’t even been a week since you told, but so much has happened since then and I’ve felt so much. Next time you consider telling an adult about someone’s blog or safe place, talk to the person first. Maybe they could clear up some things for you before you let the whole world know. Thanks.
message me one of the following
dear mom
dear dad
dear brother
dear bestfriend
dear crush
dear person i hate
dear person i love
That scared shitless moment when your mom comes home and says, “I want to talk to you. Someone at your school told Mr. Benson about your Tumblr page.”
what the actual fuck.
My opinion on how school is going to be in 100 years time...
Teacher: Today we will be learning about the start of the World Wide Web War on January 19/20, 2012, now turn to page 394 on your KindlesStudent: My great grandparents fought in that war. On their Tumblr blogs.
Teacher: You must be very proud of them
