[justify]these days, things have been kinda weird for me. like, a lot of things. i'll enclose them in spoilers so there isn't a whole wall of text ??
1. i'm naturally really really shy when i'm not around my friends. i don't connect with people easily, so i'm often seen as that quiet mousy girl in the back of the class who doesn't really do anything. it's hard for me to do something as simple as ask for a piece of paper from a classmate when i need one? pretty bad. i'm a lot more outgoing/bubbly/hyper when i'm around my friends, and on the whole i feel a lot better about myself around them, which brings me to my next point.
2. i go to a magnet school (i'm in high school) that focuses heavily on math and science. it's a rigorous academic program meant for people who are going to be rocket scientists one day or whatever, but it's sort of a small program since it's located in another school (doesn't have its own building as of yet) and it only accepts, like, 80 applicants out of the hundreds who apply each year? it's a bit different in that on a days we go to our normal high school, but on b days we take a bus to the high school the program is situated in and we spend our day learning math and science there. my older sister goes there, so naturally i was kinda expected to apply. i applied. the application process consisted of taking the psat (the old one) and then, if you make the cut, sending in a resume/essay and then going in to do a timed write.
there are people who prep for years in order to pass the application process, and they still don't get in. this is a prestigious magnet school, and people who get in are generally at least in the 99th percentile range, in the county or country or whatever. for me, though, the process was really easy, since it was like 90% writing. and i'm good at writing, or at least good enough for my age that my writing gets me places. in the psat i got a 211 due to my high reading and writing scores, while you only have to get around a 180 or higher to get in. and then the rest was just writing, so i got into the school.
naturally, i accepted, because this generally isn't a thing you can just turn down since it's such a prestigious program. but in retrospect, i never really wanted to go. since my older sister went and all, i guess i thought of the program as a distant, vague blur in my future that i would eventually have to go through, like college and a career. thing is, i didn't even like science and math all that much. i liked english and music. people who get into the school often get stellar grades in them, being the top of their class, and i got around b pluses and a minuses. keep in mind that this is a school with very high standards, and the people in them think that an a minus is pretty much the same thing as failing. yeah.
there wasn't even a lot of pressure put on me to go, and i certainly had a lot of warnings. my parents told me it was perfectly fine if i didn't want to go. the school orientations i attended continually warned us that this was a very rigorous program. but i went anyway. it shouldn't be too hard, right?
so so so wrong.
a bunch of my friends go to this same magnet school as me, and we have formed a tight-knit little friend group. but none of them are in my advisory, which is the class of around 15-20 people you are randomly shuffled into. in freshman year you take all the same classes as them (which are only, well, math and science), and being a freshman i'm stuck with them for the entire year. so, i didn't have my friends to support me, and so i once more was the quiet girl.
which wasn't great. okay, since the program is so small and exclusive, generally everyone shares the same interests (math and science), and so its a pretty tight-knit, welcoming community. but i don't share the same interests, not really. i'm... the dumbest person in my advisory, really. everyone else has grades of above 95 and think that anything below is failing, and i'm just there... with my 80s in both math and science... (also keep in mind that if your overall grade is lower than a B- by the end of the quarter, you get kicked out of the program. so i'm continuously on the cusp of getting kicked out.)
everyone is so smart, and it's not like they're total shut-in nerds either. they're cool and outgoing, and funny and nice and welcoming. i shut myself out of my own advisory, though. i'm so intimidated by how amazing everyone else is, and meanwhile i'm just there, failing all my tests and quizzes. (there are no retakes of any kind in this program. the only reason my overall grade stays afloat is through my good lab report grades, really.) people jump up, partake in these really in-depth and thought-provoking discussions about gravity or whatever, and i can't follow at all. i'm just in this shell of apathy where i stare at the board but don't comprehend anything, such that when i get home i realize i've learned nothing at all and i just have to google everything in hopes that i can pick up some scraps of information. i can't pay attention in class anymore. everything is just so hard. i really don't like math and science.
i can't ask for help. i'm too scared and shy to. i get the feeling that if some of my friends were in my advisory, i would be happier, more willing to participate, and even more capable of getting better grades. but they're not, so i just have to stake it out on my own, and i'm not doing so well in it. the other people in my advisory attempt to draw me into the conversation and such, but i have nothing to contribute, so. it's not great.
everything about this program is so scary. my parents have asked me if i want to drop out, but i don't want to, because honestly that's just embarrassing. it's too far into the year to do that, anyway. my math grade right now is horrible, and even though i study for so long, i get failing grades. if i don't raise it then i could be kicked out. i feel like an outsider to my advisory and teachers, despite all their efforts to draw me in.
3. i'm really oversensitive to criticism and comments and such. i cry really easily. sometimes i cry in public, but fortunately i've mastered the art of crying silently and lying about how i feel, so people don't notice. recently i've been breaking down a lot more, though. thinking, i'm so dumb and useless and horrible and cruel and maybe i should just disappear? i would never have the courage to attempt suicide or physically self-harm or anything, but i feel that if i was given the option to simply stop existing, i would take it in a heartbeat.
it's an on and off thing. i feel happy when i'm with my friends and listening to music, and things like that, but sometimes things just come crashing down on me. i feel like i'm being annoying and clingy, so i draw away from people, but at the same time i crave intimacy, so i draw closer. i don't know. i doubt myself a lot, and my confidence and self-esteem has really been taking some serious hits lately. it's scary. i'm super indecisive now too, and whenever i have to make a simple or important decision i feel put on the spot and i mumble some kind of incomprehensible confirmation. i let people choose what to do for me but then i realize that i can't handle the responsibility of their choices.
i'm just sad a lot these days.
4. and i crave attention. i really, really do. and then i realize it, and then i feel more horrible about myself, and i think that maybe i have an actual problem that needs to be fixed? but then i shoot myself down again. my thought processes generally go like:
me: maybe i have depression
me: i mean i show a lot of symptoms of it
me: but wait, aren't i just self-diagnosing myself? maybe i'm just doing it for attention
me: even though no one really notices that i'm sad/apathetic
me: this is pathetic
me: i'm just blowing all my insignificant little problems way out of proportion, just so i can give myself the liberty of feeling bad about myself so i can host little pity parties
me: there's people with so many worse problems and then there's me, complaining about little things
me: i mean i'm not even trying to change anything about myself
me: maybe i actually like feeling sad and depressed because it gives me a reason to drown in self-pity. maybe i'm just romanticizing depression and i'm hoping for some prince(ss) in shining armor to swoop down from the sky and magically save me. maybe i'm just
me: god i hate myself
me: i should get started on this homework
me: no i really don't feel like it
me: see i'm relying on my (self-diagnosed) "depression" again as an excuse to get me out of doing things i'm too lazy to do
and on and on and on.
5. i'm the biggest hypocrite. i mourn about how people keep judging others, and then i find myself judging too. i grieve about people who don't do their work, and then i remember that i can hardly carry my own weight either.
6. there's a lot more things but i'm just going to stop the list here because it's gone too long already.
wow that was really long. thanks for reading. i just needed to get that out of my system, really, so you don't have to comment with your thoughts/comforts or anything? really, thank you for considering this. means a lot to me.
