I’m assuming you read the title. So for context, I have a hard time bringing myself to actually do my work (thanks, ADHD) and I never take my meds because they give me anxiety and migraines and stomach aches. Also I have a bully problem. Three bully problems, in act. Their names will be Rat (he/him) Mouse (she/her) and Fly (she/her) They have been bullying me for… well Rat and Mouse have been bullying me since last school year, and Fly started joining them at the beginning of this one. As many of you know, I am in marching band. This is my escape from… everything. And it’s about to be taken away from me. When I joined the marching band, my dad told me I need to keep my grades up or he will force me to leave it. He knows nothing about the bull situation or me not taking my meds. I wasn’t planning on telling him about any of that. But because of all that, I failed my math class. I’m in middle school so it doesn’t take much away, but still that is a bad grade. My dad got a message from my teacher, Mr. T, telling him I failed because I wasn’t turning in my work. My dad sent me a message about it. Luckily I am at my mom’s house, so he can’t grill me about it yet. But he doesn’t realize how much I need the marching band. I would 100% fall into depression without it. And he is about to take it away. I will have to tell him about everything. I hope he lets me keep marching if I do. I had several mental breakdowns while typing this. Tears shed: at least 973718
