I decided I’d just sit around and go through some old papers after I got bored with resting. Found some funny stuff, lots of angsty journals. But one thing I found I’m still processing how I feel about it. It was my CHS sophomore transcript. Now sophomore year was the year I was pressured into leaving CHS. So I decided to take a look at it to see if I had missed something, some reason my school counselor could have had to essentially bully me into leaving. Well I read it and then flung it against the wall and screeched a long line of colorful sentences. Then I started laughing. 1 woman who I thought ruined my life actually put me on a path to far better things. I probably wouldn’t have gone to Agnes and discovered the passions I have now. I still will always caution people with chronic illness in considering that school. Below is a picture of my transcript from that year, well the pertinent information. The information excluded is personal information that I could have blacked out but it was way easier to just crop it. Now I did have a total of roughly 40 absences that year, however I also had a 504 plan in place to work around the days I physically could not attend. I could say it wasn’t fair, which to me it wasn’t but neither is life. In the end I’m proud of who I became and thats all that matters. My health does not determine my worth!
