My class ring came in today. My sides are the IB emblem and The Arts, with "Caitlyn Holly" as the engraving.
Today was amazing all things considered. The kids were alright at work. TJ is as sweet as ever. School drama has essentially died. I'm sorting out my math class. I feel good, like wholly good down to my core. And I like this feeling.
My motivation for IB is back with a vengeance. How could it not be when my mom spent a ton of money for a class ring? I hate high school, but graduating from IB is something to be proud of. Especially surviving it with most of my sanity.
Like TJ has said rather frequently: "Fuck them all baby it's just you and me." And I'm okay with that. I don't want to be so depressed I'd rather die than live another day. That's not selfish; that's survival.
Love,
Caitlyn
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