Graduation was last night but I didn’t go. I couldn’t get the time off work. As it turns out, an hour and a half into my shift I puked all over the floor. My manager saw and sent me home. Either way, I didn’t even order a cap and gown so I would’ve just went to be supportive for my friends.
But now I’m a high school graduate! I graduated a year early. I was supposed to graduate next year but I worked my ass off to get all of my credits, and I ended up finishing this year. I’m only 17 and I have my diploma. This is amazing, especially since my depression was seriously holding me back. I didn’t think I would be able to do it, but I pulled through. I’m so proud of myself. :’)