I'm Not Who Everyone Thinks I Am

36.

Today, during rest hour, I thought about school.
It's already four months in.
How am I going to graduate if I missed that much school?


It scares me.
Not knowing if my future is definite.

A normal teenager is supposed to go through four years of high school, get a diploma, and go to college.
Instead, I've done three years in high school, and I'm up to two months in rehab.

Where am I going to end up?
No college will want a stupid freak like me.

It makes me think that I have nothing to live for.
I feel like that too often.

It's a dark feeling.
Something I don't want to go back to.

Even if I have to fool myself in to thinking it...

I have a future.
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SO!
I have internet at my camp, woohoo :)
But I can only use it every so often, so the updates will still be rather scarce.
Anyway, here, have a chapter!