The Curse Of The G&T Student

<p>This was a conversation that was loudly spoken about me in the hallways of my university by two of my classmates. I&rsquo;m pretty sure they wanted me to hear that.</p> <p>Admittedly, by the time this &ldquo;conversation&rdquo; happened, I had a drug problem &mdash; a&nbsp;<em>bad&nbsp;</em>one. As in, my brain has permanent damage from that era and I have pretty bad facial blindness because of it.</p> <p>My drug use was the one chemical hug no one gave me. I was just a wind-up toy to almost everyone in my life; do this, do that, okay fuck off. I&rsquo;d cry for help and say I was lonely. People would tell me no one liked me unless I dress with X, did X, say Y&hellip;The commands never stopped.</p> <p><a href="https://medium.com/illumination/the-curse-of-the-g-t-student-5c2b202579c0"><strong>Website</strong></a></p>
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