redeyepiranha
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I believe many here could relate for having had to grieve over the person they were or the person they could have been, the life lost..it's like showing up at your own funeral whilst alive, day in and day out, and you're the only one in attendance.I graduated high school with honors. I went to university for about five years, but I was (am) too messed up to even get my bachelor's; it was just one crisis after another and I only ever got worse. I'm severely disabled and am completely unable to work, despite having tried for years and being put through hell by the system for being disabled and having the audacity to ask for medical and financial assistance.
I'm a native English speaker and I'm fluent in German and Swedish. Used to also be fluent in Spanish and Japanese but my cognition is in the shitter and I haven't had to use them very often, but I understand everything I read/hear. I can get by with French, Hebrew and Czech. I can also read and write Russian, Ukrainian, Arabic and Persian, but (aside from some common slavic words from the first two that are similar to those in Czech) I have no idea what the words actually mean.
I'd have a lot of potential if I weren't so ill and fucked up. I've done a lot of grieving over the years.
If that's the bottom, then I'm underground.raduated high school and went to college for a few semesters, until I dropped out, so academically speaking, I 'm still at the bottom of the totem pole.
Can relate. It hurts to watch the potential I could not leverage just rot and decay.I believe many here could relate for having had to grieve over the person they were or the person they could have been, the life lost..it's like showing up at your own funeral whilst alive, day in and day out, and you're the only one in attendance.
Never found it to be worth it to go into debt over a piece of paper - education should be free. And if it was, I'd consider pursuing a degree. And with how stuck up the teachers are, it have to be worth my time.