I really just cannot bear it any longer.
"Are you sure that sitting at the front of the class won’t help?” “Are you sure it's not that you just aren’t paying attention?” “Why can’t you just get a translator?”
Some people know exactly what they want to be when they grow up. I am not one of those people. When I started my first semester of college, the only thing I knew was I wanted to study a subject that would allow me to help and support people.
Growing up, we’re told that we can be anything. We’re taught to dream and imagine; we’re told that optimism beats realism every single time. Then we get older, and we start to lose sight of this idea. When we’re kids, we dream of being president.
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Imagine you are, in the words of forensic psychiatrist Park Dietz, one of the “small number of people sitting at home, with guns on their lap and a hit list in their mind.” You
Most people grow up watching football or basketball, but I grew up on comic books. My dad spent most of his time reading comic books, and I grew up learning about the characters in them.