Smells like teen spirit
Confronting my teenage angst well into my 40s...
Here’s a ridiculous/tragic story about how I went into a proper meltdown when I was 17 over a maths exam.
It was the final year of high school and we were all at full brain-capacity with university applications and preparing for our International Baccalaureate exams (an equivalent to A Levels/final high school exams).
Now somehow, I’d ended up in The Top …
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