“We Just Can’t Have You Here”
This describes why I am going to wait until I have a larger, and steady income to get treatment for myself.
My freshman year went down about the same way, except I’m not a self-harmer, so the events manifested themselves differently. I was pushed out of my room, and then pushed out entirely. I kind of wish I cared more, in a way, about the school like the author did. I guess it’s better that I never created an attachment to it though, because what happened just made me angry, and didn’t devastate me.
Keep strong, my friend!