School Stories

There I was, 9yo, happy going to the bathroom in the middle of the class. Then I thought "why not poop in the middle of the hallway". Hell yeah, I did it.

Next it was lunch break, when I got out of class everyone was around the poop like "oH MY GOOOOD" and stuff, turns out the blame ended up going for the security guy from school (don't know how it's called in English).

Well, days went by and he never appeared in the school again, and for the history of the entire school it was recorded that it was the security guy. Oops I guess.

Thank you so much for having the patience to read this, I would really like to hear your opinion on this situation. I have OCD (not sure if this is important, but just to give you some context) it ruined my high-school life. Somehow I was able to graduate high school and got into a college. I suppose it was a month or two after joining the college I got into this stupid misunderstanding with someone and shrieked infront of my classmates and threw my glasses like it was BAD, I know it was a stupid thing for me to do but this started reminding me of high school again and I couldn't handle my emotions. After that, no one really sat next to me, they would put their bags on my bench and would sit behind or infront of me with their friends. I tried talking to them, they were polite enough to say something but it always ended up me being ignored. My OCD anxieties were terrible and during lab sessions experiments was unable to perform or even hold the apparatus on my own, so when our professors would assign us partners, when it came to me everything was quiet. And when someone is assigned to be my partner they made faces of disappointment and their friends mocking them and wishing them good luck. I would do my very best to give assistance for the experiments only to get told that they'll handle everything and I just need to copy theirs. I hated this so much. I tried explaining this to my professors and it was obvious that they didn't want to do anything with it as their lives were not going great in the college. I was told that I didn't make an effort to speak to my classmates, and I thought that was true but every time I would initiate conversations with them I found out that our interests were too different to which I admit yes not all of us have to like the same thing, but I would ask them about the stuff they like and they would talk something and then go back to their friend group. I tried going home together with them, before catching the public transportation we have to take a 3-5 minute ride after that we would get into the public transportation and it always ended up me sitting alone while they would sit together and chat. (I think I might be seeing too much into this but I am so sorry for being such an idiot here.) Group projects always ended up with them doing the work and me doing nothing because there was no work. I tried not focusing on this and did my own thing to keep me engaged. Then I heard that there were rumours spread about me in the college and I think my classmates have painted me as a scary person or someone not mess with. We had a food carnival, I was in my stall giving juice for free while next to me was lemonade stand that was charging money. So when the other students came to check out, no one wanted to do anything with my stall and were buying lemonade from my neighbors. At some point these random girls come to my stall atnd start joking about the juice I was giving away ( IT was a mangosteen drink), suddenly one of my classmates tried warning the girls that who I was...that day was also a shitty day because the people who actually drank the juice from my stall did so out of pity it was very obvious. While I am grateful for those who actually bothered, I couldn't help but feel really hurt about this. I am sorry for this stupid rant, God. Obviously my studies and grades were messed up because I cared too much, but I was told that I didn't seem to care. I obviously tried telling this to my family, they told me that I was just taking things too seriously and that I wasn't really putting any effort to socialise. I told this situation to my therapist who said that I had to sue my college or something (dude, what??). I tried begging my parents to allow me a break but I guess it won't really do anything.....As the second semester has ended I am thinking if I want to continue this college or just suck it up and I'm being a whimp. I am really sorry. Thank you so much for reading this, I would be very grateful to hear your opinion, thank you.

I've been thinking a lot about why people bully me. It's such an odd thing to try and wrap my head around. You know how you sometimes hear stories about kids getting picked on because they're different? I always used to think it was just something you'd see in movies but turns out, it's real life stuff.

People have told me things like 'you're too nice' or 'you care too much' and I'm like is that really why someone would pick on another person? I remember back in school days when that one kid used to throw my lunch on the floor and call me names for no reason at all. Made me wonder if they were dealing with their own issues; maybe projecting their unhappiness onto me.

Was talking with this friend once (who's had her fair share of bullies) and she said we gotta remember those folks doing the bullying often have their internal battles too. Maybe it's true? Who knows? She told me: "Don't take it personally", like thanks but easier said than done right?

One day in gym class, while waiting for our turn, a guy just randomly shoved me into a locker. At that moment, instead of feeling sad or angry, I asked him straight up why he did that... He couldn't even give a proper answer! Made me chuckle afterwards thinking how clueless some can be when confronted about their actions. So yeah, maybe people have quirky reasons we can't always understand but hey, at least we're not alone in facing this nonsense.

I've got this problem that's been bugging me for way too long. I start something new and exciting, and within just a few weeks it's like POOF: I'm no longer interested. When it comes to deciding what to do with my studies, each time I think I've got it figured out, I lose interest after a short spell. It's frustrating as heck because here I am, having lost about four years of uni flipping between majors and career ideas like they're socks on laundry day. 😅 My folks are amazing but they've given me the 'last chance' talk (supportive yet serious) which is fair enough considering how many opportunities have come and gone without me sticking to them.

I've read stories where folks finally settle on their passion, whether through some epiphany or blind luck; but man...that hasn't happened for me yet. There's nothing wrong with my understanding the importance of education; it's just that same old spark disappearing faster than you can say 'degree!' I see people who went to school with me already doing impressive stuff in their fields while I'm sort of just stuck here wondering if there's a glitch in my system causing these disappearing acts of interest (someone call tech support!).

I'm hopeful though! I've started shaking things up a bit recently by not over-planning too much and dabbling more spontaneously (even avoiding super long-term commitments when possible until I feel truly ready for them) and so far? It's worked better than before at least in theory! For the moment anyway, trying something different might eventually lead me down a path where staying focused aligns better; fingers crossed that changes soon... Maybe I'll stumble upon that thing that makes my heart beat faster without losing its rhythm.

Is it really worth trying to make your parents proud? I'm sick of busting my butt for the best grades and still being invisible at home. It's like I don't even exist. Meanwhile, my brother flunks school but can kick a ball and they won't stop talking about him. I've read somewhere that all kids want is their parents' approval and all parents want is for their kids to be happy, but it feels like a joke here. Maybe it's just me, but shouldn't effort in studies count for something?

Anyway, doing well academically doesn't seem to matter if you're not scoring goals or whatever. Come on, anyone else feel like they're living in the shadow of a sibling who just has 'different' talents? In my house, it's all about sports highlights... thrilling stuff when I try to explain an A+ in physics and get told to keep it down because there's a match on TV. Makes you wonder: What do you have to do for someone to say 'Well done!'? Makes you doubt things sometimes.

Hi everyone! So here's the deal: I've changed schools THREE times, all because my awesome parents are trying to help me out. I get it, they think greener pastures and all that. But honestly? I'm tired... like REALLY burned-out on school stuff. Every time I start to settle in, BAM! New school, new people. It's just exhausting.

I mean, has anyone ever felt like you're just going through the motions? That's how it feels for me right now. Each place is different but somehow exactly the same... if you catch my drift. The teachers talk and my brain just CHECKS OUT halfway through their lectures?! Seriously...

But hey! My parents mean well (❤️ them!) They're doing everything they can to make sure I'm okay and educated or whatever 🙄; it's not easy on them either... which makes me feel a bit guilty for being so bummed about it all.

I'm TRYING!!! There's gotta be some way to shake off this burnt-toast feeling before heading into yet another classroom full of strangers right? Many exclamation marks alert! 😅 Anybody with genius ideas - please share!

Ever wonder if life's just one long, unending point of misery? Like, some people talk about light at the end of the tunnel, but I'm over here squinting real hard and seeing zilch. Seriously, high school is a complete nightmare. It's like they rounded up the meanest jerks from every rom-com and dropped them into my classroom. Bullying's kind of an understatement; it's more like I've got my own dedicated tormentor fan club. And they're relentless - somehow managing to make even breathing seem like a social crime.

Family life isn't much better... It's not exactly Easy Street when you're scrapping by on loose change and expired coupons. But what really grinds my gears is how everyone acts so clueless when you mention it. 'Oh, things will get better eventually,' they say while sipping their overpriced lattes. Meanwhile, I'm trying to figure out which bill we can go without this month or how to make ramen taste less like wallpaper paste. You're telling me splurging on instant noodles counts as an extravagant feast?

Maybe it's just one giant cosmic joke with me as the punchline. I dunno! 🤷‍♀️ And what's with all those inspirational quotes floating around anyway? They sell hope wrapped in vagueness, promising success to anyone willing to try hard enough; yeah right! Simply magic away years' worth of self-doubt by positive thinking alone - sure thing. How about someone drops off a manual explaining how it actually gets better out here in the trenches before I lose my mind?

I'm going crazy here!!! It's so freaking hot in my room that I can't concentrate on anything. How the hell am I supposed to study for finals when it feels like I'm melting?!?! It doesn't help that my family is too broke to afford air conditioning... guess I'm just screwed then, huh? I've tried leaving windows open and using fans but it's like trying to cool a volcano with an ice cube. Honestly, I'm losing my damn mind. Sometimes I just stare at my books and all the words blur together because of this damn heat. I'm really starting to panic cuz if I don't figure something out soon, I'll definitely bomb these exams, which will set me back big time. 💩 Anyone else feel like they're being cooked alive while trying to get shit done? This feels impossible... maybe even a bit unfair. I know whining won't solve anything but does anyone have any ideas??? Please!!!

I sometimes feel angry and frustrated i don't know i don't wanna get angry but it just happens and also some people always leave at one point it's sad i wish we can work out but I was the one who putting the effort well i am improving and I will improve more and learn to enjoy myself alone too maybe i am enough and complete sometimes we think we need other people to be complete but even if we are alone we are still enough and complete.

motivation to do homework is just one of those things that sucks the energy right out of you, doesn't it? i mean, we've all been there. you're sitting at your desk, maybe with a soda or coffee (i don't know for you guys but in my country with start do drink coffee at early age...), trying to muster up the willpower to start. it's like every time you open your book or laptop, something else seems way more interesting like watching paint dry or counting ceiling tiles. i'm not even kidding when i say i've actually found myself doing those things instead of tackling my math problems or writing that essay.

sometimes it's just hard to care about stuff we don't find relevant immediately, you know? like, we're told over and over in school that these assignments are super important for our future and all that jazz. but let's be real here: when you're knee-deep in calculus at midnight and would rather be binge-watching some series on netflix (which by the way was amazing last night), it's tough to see the big picture. i remember hearing someone once say 'the struggle is real' and i couldn't agree more.

i think part of the problem might be how hyper-connected we are nowadays. being constantly bombarded with texts, tweets, snaps and whatever else makes it pretty easy to lose focus on what's happening right in front of us. sometimes it feels like everyone's got their life together while you're stuck trying to figure out when you'll ever use parabolas in real life. maybe what we need is a little less pressure and maybe a nudge from an understanding teacher who gets why balancing schoolwork with all life's other craziness isn't the easiest thing.

IDKK, I've been really liking this person who's my friend for like 4 years now, and they're the most incredible person ever. I'm so lucky to have them in my life, and they are literally so amazing. I'm not in love, but this is like the biggest crush I've ever had, and this person was one of my first girl crushes back when I thought they were a girl. I'm biromantic ace, and they were one of the first people who helped me w the ace part since they're ace too; they still help me a lot with it.

And they kinda have this thing, and if you don't believe in this type of thing, pls don't mention it, cuz I do, and that's what matters to me in the moment. But when they touch my hand, and if they focus, they can feel exactly what I'm feeling. And that's so great because I suck at explaining things and describing what I'm feeling, and they literally felt the exact thing I was struggling to describe for years. They can do this w everyone, actually. Idk. And they actually showed me how to do it, too. I suck at it, but I love it when they teach me stuff lol. But it's so great, and I love hearing them talk. About anything tbh. They have the most stunning voice ever. I could hear them talk for hours. and sing too. They sing so well. I love their art in general, actually.

And their hug is like the best in the world. It just feels soft and magical and like ur in the clouds. And they have the prettiest freckles and eyes ever, and they like the same things as me. Like they like Heartstoppers (btw random BUT THEIR LITERALLY NICK NELSON. LIKE SAME PERSONALITY BUT MORE ARTSY AHH), and they like drawing and art and theatre and animation.

And I know they like someone else already, but they said they like girls too, so I didn't really care that much (idk y I get mostly jealous if they're liking other girls lol idk y). I was sad for like 3 days when they said their preference is guys.

Except they just told me they're straight and like a boy. They're genderfluid, so idk if they still like girls or not, tbh I didn't ask.

And I'm really grateful because this person is genuinely helping me, both consciously and unconsciously, since I wanted to be a better person for them, cuz ik I'm too immature and not emotionally in shape for a relationship, but I was trying to be better for them. And for me, too, ofc, but they were the push I needed to actually try to change for the better. And they also help me understand my feelings. I suck at understanding them, and they help me understand what I'm feeling, and it's as if they get it. Like they helped me understand that I was bi, then helped me accept it, they helped me understand how I felt about religion, they helped me understand I was ace, and they helped me understand my feelings and why I felt certain ways. They're genuinely so kind and caring. I don't NEED them, but they're such an incredible person, and I love spending time w them, and I really, really wanna date them.

And I was starting to think I had a chance because sometimes they did stuff that was kinda romantic. Like, taking me home even though their house is the other way, or like they call me pretty a lot and say stuff like, anyone who wouldn't date u is stupid, and maybe that's just something they do to everyone, but it felt like maybe something could happen? So I feel so stupid about this, too, tbh. This was the first time I thought my crush might like me back fr.

But tbh even if they did ask me out, I don't think I would be good for them, since I'm not the type of person they deserve, because they're so wonderful, and I'm not mature enough to date them. But still, I want to so bad.

And my mom knows I'm bi, but she doesn't think I am fr. And she also doesn't like labels, and she's not really asking me for help or offering any advice. She thinks I'm using the labels for attention or because my friends are queer too.

She usually asks a lot about crushes, but she hasn't asked at all about this one. Sometimes she even shut me down, like when I was sad cuz my crush told me they liked one of my best friends. Ofc i was devastated, and my mom said I didn't really like them.

She is an ally ofc, but she thinks there aren't this many queer people, and most are doing it for attention or because they're pressured to. But that's not the point. The thing is, she's like my best friend and would usually help me w this, but since she doesn't believe me or talk about it idk how to deal w this. I feel like there's a hole in my chest, and I'm kinda numb.

It's weird because I'm kind of a momma's girl, and she always helped me w this crush thing. And I kinda need my mom rn idk.

It’s a long story and I’ll say it the short way and the long way cuz, someone might want the full story others want the short story.

(btw for context the person I’ll mainly be talking about is a girl but I don’t know their pronouns so I’ll refer to them as they/them)

Short story(also mb for any grammar mistakes):

Basically it’s the first day of school and in one my classes I saw them (for context they are a girl but I don’t know their pronouns so I’ll refer to her as they/them) and immediately i felt like this attraction in a way so I guess u could say I liked them. But yeah, I liked them ever since then.

Long (ahh) story:

First day of school and tbh I wasn’t rlly expecting anything other then just more people ofc and unfortunately socializing; and in one of my classes I saw them, out of every new person in that class there was just something just them, I can’t really explain it since for me I usually have to know a person in order to have a crush on someone but I kinda just felt this incessant like connection? Throughout the whole semester we caught each other looking but we never rlly talked. Turned out they transferred to my core (I’m in cadets) which was unexpected saying that out of everyone in that grade or my classes that go to cadets they somehow transferred to my core (I’m delusional Ik) and we used to say hi to each other more but I think it just got more… awkward? I don’t have any classes with them rn which in a way is a relief but also sad. I’ve never felt this way towards someone and for months I’ve been wondering what’s about them that I see or idk. It’s a rlly weird and confusing feeling especially for someone like me who doesn’t rlly like liking someone yet I still like them.

So ig the question I’m asking is has anyone ever felt this way? Or does anyone know what this might be?

Anyways whatever anyones answers are, I thank u for taking the time to read either or both of time and responding.

Hope everyone is okay and found what your looking for; good morning, good afternoon, good night

There were these girls I was rude to in fifth grade named Sadie and Molly (I will bring Molly up more later). Sadie is the most annoying hypocrite ever. We would get into fights all the time over the smallest things, and she would always say, 'Maybe we shouldn't be friends anymore.' I had to talk her out of it every single day. After around three months, I got really annoyed and started being rude to her and other people. I also started ignoring Molly.At the beginning of sixth grade, I told Molly and Sadie I was truly sorry for being a jerk and wanted to start over. Molly said she forgave me, and we started hanging out again, though I don't really believe she actually forgave me. Because Sadie is such a hypocrite, she told everyone, including Molly, to stay far away from me.Molly and I would secretly talk to each other when Sadie wasn't looking. When Molly got caught, Sadie would guilt-trip her and get furious. It took half the year for the teachers to realize what was going on because Molly and I were afraid Sadie would spread rumors, or that the teachers would think we were overreacting. Soon, the Sadie drama died down, but Molly randomly started reminding me about how much of a jerk I was to her in fifth grade. She makes fun of me by calling me ugly, mocking my interests as 'cringe,' and insulting the way I talk. I have told her to stop multiple times, but she still won't. She is giving me lower self-esteem than Sadie ever did. I feel like I have to change my interests, personality, and looks just so she won't make fun of me.

as someone not noticed but hidden by everyone else. obsessing over everything seen , staring at someone wondering if there judging u or making rude comments in their head , chasing you around and hunting until found. the confidence you once had has now ran out like money. although u cant buy it back. legs bouncing , hitting the desks , not being abled to focus on ur school work . failing at everything because something or someone is constantly looking at u. the screams of people behind haunt ur back as ur ears scratch when hearing everyone talk . maybe even about you. when grouping together you fill invisible and not seen. the people u were friends with before now hate you. everyone there makes fun of u. its torture for ur brain, do u tell anyone..? no. its like being trapped in a room. to scared to tell ur parents or friends or teachers . people pushing you or whispering about you.. ur minding obsessing over the fact someone is staring at u and talking in ur face almost like its about you. the screams of there chats haunt ur soul . teachers say ur meant to be safe in a school , but what's safe about my life? and the life im living. no one will understand. I feel invisible but everyone else? I see them. all the time. my mind is always unfocused , my future? could be because of me. or others?

I've been very frustrated with myself as of late. I've been in a position where I have been forced to give promises to other people that I can be better. I don't like lying to people and being dishonest so it's been really hard for me to try and be something I feel like I can't promise myself to be. Don't get me wrong I do want to be a better person and have been trying to be better. I have put efforts to fixing my flaws but they have all been in vain. For example, let's say I have a deadline, i force myself to wake up early in the morning so i can try to get things done and have more time for myself but I cannot bring myself to get on my laptop and do the actual thing. It's really frustrating because I can't bring my body to do the things I need to get done. I don't particularly enjoy what I study but I have a passion to be decent at whatever I am doing. Things are not going well for me and to a level, I'm really lost on what I can do for things to change. Ideally, I take a gap year or whatever and get to rethink everything but I feel not entitled that privilege of being able to slow down. In a sense, I feel like even if I take charge for myself nothing about my situation will change. I think I've let go of the hope that kept me going and just letting life take me where i deserve to be.