I wish I could say I walked outta school that way. But I was probably hunched over, stomach still felt like sh*t, and afraid I'd throw up at any moment, but then puked in the car after telling my dad I was fine.
Why does it be like that? I don't think it should be like that. There were a couple years where I was happy to go back. I'm happy to show up to work. And I wish everybody could feel that way!