I was stabbed today. I’ve had enough.
I attend a Title I high school that prioritizes sports over education and support programs for at-risk students, and it’s disheartening.
It’s disturbing to witness drug use happening openly during class and to be surrounded by teachers who exploit their positions, all while engaging in affairs with each other behind closed doors—something we conveniently ignore.
I’ve witnessed drug deals happening in my biology class, been asked which gang I’m affiliated with (none), and received threats for refusing to hand over drinks I bought with my own money.
I find it shocking that some freshmen are older than many of my siblings, and I often see pregnant freshmen. I can’t help but wonder who the fathers are—could it be a super senior or even one of the principals?
I’m haunted by memories of my father’s death, picturing his lifeless body after a heart attack brought on by years of smoking.
It’s frustrating when a teacher makes insensitive remarks about students from single-parent homes or jokes that perpetuate harmful stereotypes, yet I laugh along to avoid becoming a target myself.
I really don’t love attending this Title I school. I don’t love poverty.
I don’t love going without food on weekends, knowing some of my friends are in the same situation.
Bonding over our shared trauma from growing up in neglected areas isn’t something to celebrate.
There’s fear from constant shooting threats, and even real shootings.
Just to be clear: I don’t genuinely love any of this. This isn’t a creative piece, nor is it an invitation for critiques on my writing. It’s simply a reflection of the harsh realities we face—it’s not about political agendas or financial gain; I’m not looking for handouts.
I’m really sorry to hear everything you’re going through. It sounds incredibly intense and overwhelming, and it’s clear that you’re feeling frustrated and trapped in a very difficult environment. It’s not right that you and your classmates have to deal with so many serious issues that should be addressed.
School should be a safe place where students can learn and grow, not a battleground. The lack of support for students, both academically and emotionally, is maddening. You deserve an education that prioritizes your well-being and future, not just sports or other distractions.
It’s important to talk about these experiences and raise awareness about the challenges that many young people face, especially in underfunded areas. I hope you find a way to connect with someone who can help, whether it’s a trusted adult or a support service. Your voice matters, and you deserve to be heard. Take care of yourself.