This reminds me of situations in school I've had recently. The first was when they asked me to make up my missing WASL tests which I cannot do being unprepared and having only sporadic attendance. The head teacher bugged me and I nearly broke down crying because of last Tuesday. (See my most recent post to know what that is) It ruined my class period and I thought possibly the whole day. I couldn't even enjoy Crime and Punishment anymore!

The second was when math came, i asked to be in the office because I'm embarrassed. (Because of either the illness or the medications, it impairs my ability to understand and do math, so I have to start from square one again while everyone else is learning everything) It was algebra equations and I was having lame brain syndrome. What really tore me apart is that I know all of this math but just have to do it again because of my malfunctioning brain. Even other math is becoming more puzzling, so I need a tutor now; me! Mr. Smart Guy! Then they wonder why I'm so moody...

Learn from your mistakes and grow from them. It isn't your fault, it's your damned depression. You go Daniel Plainview on that thing! (You have to see the end of There Will Be Blood to get that. See the whole thing, really is a masterpiece. Of course, those are bold words for someone who is being tossed around in the mud by his depression.)

Stay strong and vigilant JBug. I'm sure it will work out for you. Me, that's a different story all together...