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Monday morning, the first year of high school. For a month now, I have been getting up to go to class. Today is an ordinary day; however, something inside of me has changed. It feels like I am carrying a weight. A knot has settled inside my stomach and it makes me want to vomit. I can't eat anything and though I don't feel physically weak, I feel internally weak. I don't know why, but today seems impossible for me to face. I don't have the strength to attend high school this morning and pretend that I am ok. My mother reassures me that the feelings I am experiencing will eventually pass, but I wished that it would pass faster; much faster than that.