Finally, the time has come. You and the rest of your classmates are all lined up for one final graduation rehearsal before the biggest moment of your high school career. You see everyone crying and talking about how they all can’t believe it’s over. Everyone seems to be sad, reminiscent of all the things that had happened over the past four years, or just overall feeling a whirlwind of emotions.

But, you’re standing there thinking, “wow, were these years really the best years of my life?”

That’s what everyone says, isn’t it?

So, that’s how it should be?

Wrong.

For some people, high school isn’t the best four years of their lives. Sometimes, it’s the worst.

I’m one of those people.

I attended a relatively small high school in a very small town. My graduating class had around 120 kids, and everyone liked to think that they knew everything about everyone.

In some aspects, people did truly know a lot of things about others. But at other times, in fact, most of the time, it was all a bunch of stuff people had heard from someone who either made it up or twisted words to make a situation seem to be something it wasn’t.

This doesn’t make it very easy for everyone. I recognize that is something everyone experiences, whether you’re the popular kid, the kid whose name people don’t even know or somewhere in the middle. I was somewhere in the middle for most of my high school years, but I thought for someone in the middle I had the best friends in the world, so that didn’t matter to me.

Don’t get me wrong, I made some pretty great memories in high school. Between the musicals, the school dances, being part of my school’s dance team or performing in our annual “Skit Nite”, which was a battle between all of the high school classes, I have memories and fun things to talk about.

These things were a way out for me - they were a way to enjoy the years ahead of me in my high school. I went through the motions as expected of me up until the final two months of my senior year. That’s when I finally couldn’t take it anymore, and I didn’t finish my high school career the “normal way.”

But, my high school ending is a whole different story in itself. The point is, high school seriously isn’t for everyone, and don’t let someone tell you that you have to love it or you’re crazy if you don’t.

For me, high school was actually synonymous to hell. I’m here to tell you, you’re not alone.

You’re not the only one who hates it because you feel like you don’t belong.

You aren’t the only one who hates hearing things about yourself even you didn’t know, but honestly, I think even high school lovers feel that way.

If you’re on here looking for advice, mine is to get involved. Get involved as much as you can, in the things you think look interesting. It will make high school a little bearable. And, when that big graduation day finally does come, get excited, because it’s finally over.