Life of the Montgomery's

Back to Public School

When my alarm went off this morning, it didn't feel real at all. It is my first day of school!! It has been years since I have stepped foot in a public school. Ever since my parents started having that..... uhm argument, they wanted me homeschooled, so they found me a teacher and here we are now. They said the stress would be "too much for me." Little did they know that the stress would all build up to this day. It's a new school, with new people, and possibly new friends. When I got out of bed today, I realized I hadn't picked out my outfit. I spent a whole hour going through each piece of clothing I own, just so I could make a good impression. By the time I had picked an outfit, I only had thirty minutes to do my makeup, eat breakfast, brush my teeth, and put my shoes on. My mom yelled from downstairs "Kinsley honey you have 30 minutes if you want a ride to school." I felt so rushed. I had finally finished everything....in forty five minutes. My mom was pretty mad because now she was going to be "late for work." I knew she didn't have a patient for another hour, so I didn't feel too bad.

My mom was driving so slow on the way to school, I told her "mom I'm really nervous, please drive faster." We finally arrived at school and I was really scared. I walked up to the door, took a deep breath and went in. Everyone was staring and whispering. I tried to talk to some girls in the hallway, but they brought up my parents, so I walked away. The bell rang and I had to find my classes. I only made it to one class on time and that was calculus, which had me crying in a corner. No one wanted to help me find the others so I was really...really late to them. That had resulted in my teachers gave me detention for the rest of the week because of it. I thought I was ready for this, everyone thought I was, but as it turns out I wasn't.

My mom picked me up from school and it was silent until she decided she wanted to hear from me.

Addison: Honey you haven't said a word, how was school

Me: -silence-

Addison: Honey, talk to me, I'm here to listen

Me: Fine mom, do you really want to know

Addison: Yes I do

Me: It was horrible okay, and now I have detention all week

Addison: Aww baby, I'll give you some time to process, we will talk more at home okay?

Me: Fine

Well that was probably the worst car ride ever but that's besides the point. When I got home I was swamped with homework, so I ran straight up to my room. My mom just gave me space for a little... which turned into hours. I had stressed myself out a little to much. I felt tightness in my chest, sweating, I was dizzy, and had tunnel vision. Right at that moment my mom decided she was going to check on me. She knocked "honey are you okay, you've been in here for hours." She came in and saw me panicking. "Mom p-please help." "Baby your okay." At that moment I knew that this was the worst side of me. My mom managed to calm me down and I had told her all about this new school. "Mom this place is full of people whispering, laughing, and pointing. They knew about you and dad." My mom felt terrible. All I wanted right now is to be with both of my parents at the same time.

This school, with all of the bullies and teachers and stressful amounts of work, was the reason that my mental health is the way it is now. People know about my family, they say its my fault the got divorced. or that my parents wish I was never born. People even say that one day I'll end up in jail because my parents were bad a influence on me and that caused me to rebel. I love both, my mom and my dad, and I don't want them to have to worry about me. Maybe homeschool is just my thing, or maybe I should just go straight do being a doctor, I don't know.

Sorry for the delay :)

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