There are things they don't teach you in high school. Some of which would be better to know than half of what they actually do.

Like how to deal with your mother's constant nagging about that boy you met last week. (If it doesn't work out, it doesn't work out.)

How to deal with heartbreak, of any kind. (Because truthfully, a broken heart doesn't amount to much.)

They don't teach you how to walk away from someone who doesn't love you. (You will eventually, it just takes time.)

They don't teach you how to let people in after you've been betrayed so many times. (It's a work in progress, baby steps.)

They don't teach you how to make a life for yourself. (Not outside of 'You can do it. Now go, without a stitch of knowledge.')

They don't teach you how to stand up for yourself. (Remember, ears open, mouth closed.)

They don't teach you how to move on from a tragedy, like someone dying or your best friend moving away. (The latter is more tragic than you think.)

They don't teach you how to be a better person. (Not really anyway, only how to fake a smile and wave.)

They don't teach you how to appreciate the good things. (Only the ones that leave us in the dust.)

They teach you that teachers are underpaid and could really care less about their job. (Most of them, not all. Don't mistake my words.)

They teach you that a one bad test grade can put all of those good ones to shame. (It's undoubtedly true, let's face it, but those good grades deserve praise too right? Yeah.)

They teach you that cheating is easier than you think. (Mr. Morrow's answer keys sitting around the room can testify to that.)

They teach you that athletics is more important than learning. (Some will argue, but all know it's true.)

They teach you how to find the x, a variable of a nonexistent, pointless equation. (But please, don't worry about finding out y.)

They teach you that going to school for eight hours a day is really going to get you somewhere in life where you're happy. (But what about those who suffer from depression and see no light at the end of the tunnel? Please believe there is a light, you just have to find it.)

They don't teach you how to love yourself. (Just how to be someone you're not. But remember, love yourself first and always.)

They don't teach you how to strive to help others, because really and truly it's every man for himself. (But do you know what a helping hand can do?)

They teach you that learning the History of our country will somehow make the future less scary. (It's more frightening than they realize.)

They don't teach you how to find yourself. (You'll eventually get there, it just takes time, everything takes time.)

They teach us things that we may or may not need in life. But more often than not, they don't teach us the things we need to know about life. Heartbreak, death, loving someone too much and not getting anything in return, jobs that won't do anything to help us, how to be a better person. None of those things get taught, or talked about nearly as often as they should.

My point is, Yes! School is important, and we learn how to properly solve a math problem, which presidents screwed the country over, and the parts of a body. But they don't teach us how to deal with the things life throws our way.

It's time we start learning.