For the life of me, I cannot understand why I was so proud of myself for having perfect attendance. Sure, I was at school. I was physically inside the building, but was I really there?
There were days where I went to school feeling sick, and I couldn’t think about anything besides how terrible I felt. I know that it wasn’t just me. There were days where students forced themselves to leave behind household responsibilities or other commitments to attend school for the sake of attending school.
