I feel that last one, so hard.
I had access to extra time and all that for maths, which I have always struggled with learning. I never felt justified in using them, told myself I was just dumb, not trying hard enough to learn. It didn’t matter that I was losing sleep, and still not improving, there was something I could somehow magically fix if I just kept pushing myself through the rock in my way.
My first memories are traumatic!
Actually, a number of my childhood memories are the traumatic ones… Fuck.