Someone needs to fight,someone needs to sacrifice, someone needs to inspire, someone needs to be a hero.
I hate being “gifted”. I hate being defined by the numbers and letters on tests and quizzes, the sleepless nights, the stress and anxiety. I hate that I care so much about getting a damn B, I’m not trying to rub it in anybody’s face but I just wish I could be content with trying my best. But instead I always feel inadequate, never good enough. I get an A and it’s like “Oh, this was what was expected from me anyway,” and when I get a B it’s like “Oh, you could’ve tried harder. They got an A so why couldn’t you?” They teach us that we are the best and the brightest and they hold us to a pedestal that is too easy to fall from. They build up our egos only for them to be crushed. When really they have only taught us self-hate because in reality, no one can excel in everything but that is what they expect so in turn that is what I expect. School has a special way of making me feel worthless.