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Why I Did Not Attend my High School Reunion


POSTED ONOCTOBER 1, 2018 Why I Did Not Attend my High School Reunion“If he ever lays a hand on me again, I will kill the bastard.”                                              ~ from my personal journal

This past spring, the high school I attended had a reunion to celebrate 50 years since opening its doors. I had considered attending but as the date approached, I decided that it was best that I do not. High school is often portrayed as the “best days of your life” however, I never really bought into this as it left the future looking rather bleak. For me, high school was something I had to get through so I could get on with the rest of life. There were several positive moments but for the most part, they have faded in comparison to the deep-seated rage I have carried around with me since graduating almost thirty years ago. I wish I could say my experience happened in isolation but it did not and the pervasiveness of it all is the very reason my rage…
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