Why I Go To High School

When I was younger I loved going to school, I would get up early and eat breakfast and then pick up my friend so we could walk to the bus stop together. Then, I got to fourth grade and I could not understand fractions so I got detention for not doing my homework. I was so mad at myself but I did not ask for help because I never really spoke to my teachers, I did not want to ‘bother’ them. Then, in sixth grade I didn’t get any better. I passed math with a D and because of that I got a C+ in English where I ‘Should have been getting an A’ my grades would go from bad to good and then bad again. I would always say next year it’ll be different but it never was I would try but I would always fall behind or not complete an assignment.It was like that for a lot of highschool too, until a friend told me about IB they said it made them a better student and that it was much better than regular classes.
I loved IB the students and teachers were great and so was the material in the classes. Then, I got to physics and I didn’t understand that at all, but I wanted to at least try the class so eventually I was okay but as the year went along it got worse, and that was bringing my other grades down.I didn't talk to anyone about it because when I was younger whenever my parents would try to talk to me about anything school related I would start crying I don’t know why it just kind of happens I think it might be some form of an anxiety attack. It was during our final IAs that I realized I didn’t belong in IB. I mean I always knew but I finally accepted it, I’m smart but I can’t talk in front of more than 5 people without getting anxious about it. We got to IAs and I think I did okay at first but as usual I was too quiet and was reading off of the paper I had too much. I had worked really hard on my IAs but they just weren’t good and I kind of just shut down after that if I didn’t understand