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 …