I'm sorry

my day a day

Monday was a normal day, we didn't say anything to each other, I had a normal time making it sad.
On Tuesday the first thing I do when I arrive at school in the morning, was to tell her that the next day my psychologist was going to talk to my parents, and I think she saw that I really did want her support. And she told me "Very well, you'll tell me" and I went to class and she to her class. Since that day we didn't talk much more about the subject, we said something to each other, but I didn't ask her any more. The week before it ends the first term, in biology class she called us student by student to tell us the final grades, I thought she would fail, but she literally gave me the grade, but because she knows that I was not and am not going through a good moment and since I told her myself that I had not studied for the same reason, she thought that she would cheer me up a little because she approved of me so that I would not have more stress, and while she told me that she had raised my grade, she also asked me what such was it, and I said "well..." and he said "well, we'll talk later" we have never talked about it again.