i don't remember exactly when
i started preferring school over my own home.
but i think it was somewhere between
my parents telling me how worthless i've become
and them commenting on my weight.
every.
chance.
they'd.
get.
school started to feel more like home than my own home had,
in a really long time.
my teachers would say to me,
"let's see how we can improve your grades, okay?"
and my parents would say,
"you're not even trying! do you even want to succeed?"
i also started to feel more comfortable
in those crowded hallways
than at my own family dining table.
and i think it was around then
i started asking my dad
to pick me up from school
some amount of time
later than usual.
i'd say to him i was doing assignments,
or getting tutoring,
or doing projects.
but i wasn't.
and don't get me wrong,
school could be really dark sometimes,
but my home was darker.
YOU ARE READING
dispositional tendencies
Puisia collection of writing and poetry i wrote about things that i can't always say out loud. i hope you enjoy this and can find comfort in knowing others feel the same as you and that you are not alone :)
