Will Never Miss Highschool

I will never understand how anyone could miss those 4 bloody years.
 
4 bloody years of cramming 7 classes within one day.
 
4 bloody years of constant pressure to make great grades.
 
4 bloody years of not knowing who the hell you are.
 
4 bloody years of being stuck seeing people everyday who likely won't stick by your side when times get tough.
 
(I know all my friends didn't. Mental illness is just such a bitch to be around, ain't it? Love how you are all out living your lives together without me.)
 
4 bloody years of not really even being prepared for the real world at all.
 
(And yes, I prefer the real world over this make believe hypothetical bullshit. At least I get paid for going to a job everyday. School, particularly college, would just put me more and more in debt.)
 
I know a lot of people who tend to miss those 4 bloody years tend to be in highly stressful careers and situations. And that's fair. I don't work or anything due to disability, so I get it. But even if I did work (which I did at least in 2022), even if life did get really really hard, there would never be a time that I would sit to myself and think, "Hmm, you know, I really miss those times of innocence and naivety. I really miss being more insecure and not understanding a damn thing about my issues. I really miss having zero autonomy. I really miss being more lost in life."
 
Everyone's time in high school is always different. That's fair.
 
As for me though, high school is pretty much dead to me.