So today was pretty internally painful for me.
At school I had to present a presentation on a teen health issue and I got told that I had to do a presentation in front of my P.E class on Suicide and self harm.
I told my P.E teacher that I was uncomfortable talking about this topic infront of my peers and that I would get upset.
She told me that it was compulsory to do and that I couldn’t change topics (However, she let other people change topics).
So today I got up in front of my whole class, spoke about self harm and I mentioned that I go to a support place called HeadSpace and my teacher said, ”Oh Tanika, why don’t you tell us all about what you do at headspace”
So I said that I go there just to talk to people private things in my life and then (This is my favourite part) she said ”Why don’t you tell us how you ended up there”.
Are you kidding?
I literally died right where I was standing.
It felt like my heart had sunk to the bottom of my stomach while all these curious little beady eye were staring at me, begging for me to tell them.
What was I supposed to say?
”Oh yeah, I tried to kill myself twice back in August and I slice my skin open so often that I’m dependent on it” ?
I mean, my teacher KNEW that I dealt with those problems but she made me do it and try to squeeze personal stories and she didn’t even bother to care and see if I was okay with it or not.
I could probably say that this was probably the worst experience at high school I’ve had so far.
This scene was
brilliant perfect amazingwritten by Jesus.