#003 – My Schooling

I lived in nurturing caring home and I had everything going for me. When I was 16 I made the huge mistake of leaving the town that I grew up in and my social network to move to the city. This was a family decision and I was asked about my feelings about making the move by my parents. Not knowing any better – without hesitation I jumped at the opportunity. It sounded exciting and it would be a new beginning and an adventure. How wrong I would be.

I was entering year 10 into a school where I knew not a soul. Up until that point I didn’t realise how poor my social skills were outside of my beloved home town. I learnt I do not make friends easily. On top of this was that my grades were real poor. The only class I excelled in was art and that was only because I had an interest in it. If I don’t have an interest in something I’m destined to fail. If there is something I’m into I thrive. Unfortunately high school had nothing to offer me. Because I had paid no attention in the years leading up to the year ten curriculum I was totally lost. I was failing in style. So I had that lingering over me in a school where I was totally by myself. I used to spend recess and lunch breaks in the cubicles in the bathroom. Things got to a breaking point and in tears told my folks I couldn’t continue. They pulled me out immediately not knowing where I was headed or what I was going to do with my life. While I was attending school I was working casual hours at Maccas. Once I left I increased the my hours to 5 hours a day Monday – Friday. It didn’t take long before I discovered that I didn’t want to do that for the rest of my life. This is when I enrolled in a two year diploma course. There was such a contrast between high school and this new environment. These were the best years of my life. I loved all the classes… web design, print design, photography, life and still drawing classes. I was interested in it and I got near to perfect grades. I made good friends and I soaked up the city atmosphere. Country boy meets city! I was 17. Once I left I started my own design business but because I became unwell this went down hill. That’s for another blog.

Since then I have gone from one job to another but I always ended up quitting or getting fired. These days I’m on a disability support pension and haven’t had employment in years.

Published by aperfecttool83

I'm a 37 year old who lives in Melbourne Australia. I have many interests but I want to base this blog on my mental health. I have schizophrenia, depression & anxiety. I have 15 years experience with psychiatrists and I have had close to 20 hospital admissions. I plan on writing about my delusions, voices, paranoia, depression and how to deal with them psychiatrists :) I really hope this blog can help someone. Please feel free to contact me and I promise to get back to you. Have a nice day!

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