All my life, I've done great in school. (Kind of amazing, seeing that my mom was a drug addict while pregnant with me.) I'm a sophomore in high school, and depression is stealing my drive to do well. I'm only doing a little worse than I do, but as a perfectionist, this is so frustrating. I always enjoy school because I know I'm good at it. I've only had a few B's in classes during my whole life, and I find myself getting dragged down by not caring. I'll just be more depressed if I start sliding too far away from my normal good grades.
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