18/07/2018
I have made up my mind, I want to go back to school, this year.
Being homeschooled is the safe option but do I really want to play it safe? Would that make me genuinely happy? No.
Making friends would make me happy, falling in love would make me happy, having teenage experiences would make me happy, being normal would make me happy.
If I don't go back to school I won't have any of that. Not because I won't have the chance to, nowadays you can make friends anywhere, but because I wouldn't be able to. I would be too scared, just a simple thing would be more out of my comfort zone than it already is. And in eleventh grade it would be way harder than it will ever be now. The more I am away of social life it gets harder and harder.
If I go to school this year I will have my best friend there, in grade twelve, but still there. And I know I can't hide behind him but that is really not what I'll do. I know myself, I'm too proud to tie myself to him. But just the thought of him being there, of not being totally alone it's reassuring.
I won't be alone, not just emotionally but physically.
If I only went next year he wouldn't even be in school anymore. And I would have been one more year away from people and I would be all alone in a situation I can't escape from. Once again.
In the end it's not really a choice between school and homeschool. It's a way bigger decision. The decision is between playing it safe or fighting for my happiness. And for the first time in a long time,
I choose happiness.
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