I'll try to be more concrete. My junior year I had a major depression. Once a month or so I had a seizure at night and had to go to school the next day. I had a bad girlfriend experience. I was so miserable. I would go to class and fall asleep. There was no way I could possibly stay awake. I think my body was shutting down in an effort to escape. My whole body ached.

I have always been bad at math. So, I'm in math class where I'm not learning anything (even though I wanted to). I can't follow it, and feel so stupid. I'm straining every nerve to try and stay awake, but keep falling asleep. I'm getting neck whiplash (like Peppermint Patty... *I'M AWAKE*) As if that wasn't enough, my math teacher keeps bothering me about it. She won't let me sleep. I can't handle it, all I want to do is put my head down on the desk and rest. I'm not causing trouble. I'm trying to stay awake. I must have looked miserable (well, I know I looked miserable). Eventually she humiliates me by calling a conference with my parents. She meant well, but it was awful. That's the sort of thing I had to face everyday.