Is it normal to think that ib ruined my life?
Well, for those who don't know what IB stands for, it stands for the International Baccalaureate program, which is offered at my school. I thought I knew what I was getting myself into, but what was described to me in my sophomore year was NOTHING like what actually happened when I entered my junior year. I found out that over the summer, the program has changed, and our current graduating class are the test subjects of this. I also found out our previous coordinator, who has retired, was just putting random people into the program, knowing they would struggle since there was not enough people in the program.
So, what makes matters worse is that we are apart of one of the poorest school districts, with a budget of $0.00 literally, and we were already one of the most underfunded schools. With all of that going around, and the stress of dealing with the requirements of IB, I'm also enrolled in a college course. There's just so much going on, and I must admit, my mental and physical health has taken a toll, since I'm constantly getting sick, and I've had multiple emotional breakdowns from all the stress. It has finally taken a toll on my grades, because as the marking period cones to a close, within this time frame, I've had my mother almost die around my birthday, an unruly disrespectful and pregnant sister, and had to talk many of my friends out of suicide. The workload keeps pilling up, and there's not enough time in a day, since I'm up and out from 6 o'clock in the morning until 7, almost 8 o'clock at night, with almost 6 hours worth of homework every night at the least.
I must say, my mother isn't helping much either, even though she was about to die, and I spent most of my time after school for a while trying to take care of her after she got out of the hospital, she says that I'm lying about my stress, and I'm not doing enough. I admit that the school has sent a letter, telling me I'm failing every single class except like two, but upon review my teachers are saying that my grades have went down since my attitude has changed. She thinks it's because of my friends. She said I'm not allowed to have friends, because friends aren't really friends. They just use you, and they do nothing for you, and they don't really care for you.(she feels the same way about men) But, I've been friends with them since we were freshmen, and they have never affected my grades, they've actually helped me. Some of them even dropped what they were doing and came to the hospital with me, and made sure that she was ok. They've talked me through my breakdowns, and out of my suicide attempts, while she egged them on. I mean, she has told me that I'm fat, going to die alone, ugly, and now, a failure whore like my sister.
I know this is too much, but I just wanted to get all off my chest. I can't really talk to many people about this. If you read this far, thank you.