I graduated high school ten years ago. I cannot believe it will be ten years in June and on the other hand I am so thankful that part of my life is far far in my past. I knew back then that I would survive the trauma of high school and move past it all.
Move past the trauma of not fitting in the second graduating class of Stella K. Abraham . Move past the trauma of being in a class of super overachievers when I was a super underachiever. Move past the trauma of wonderful classmates who I just couldn’t relate to. Move past feeling like I could never measure up to my peers. Move past the trauma of not understanding myself enough. Move past my inability to communicate my thoughts and feelings.
I fought my way through high school tooth and nail and I survived. More importantly I survived the trauma of being ME from ages 15-18 years old. Trust me -that makes me a real survivor.
And last night I had to go back in time and face those traumatic feelings. It was great seeing all my old classmates and friends from different classes who live in Israel. I just never counted on those old feelings resurfacing and making me feel like I was back to being 16 years old.
But I confronted my old high school self and emerged victorious. I love my life – every single aspect of it. I love that I can see the growth of self. And I love that I don’t feel the need to be apologetic for the choices I have made in my life.
So thank you SKA for teaching me how to be a survivor.