Thank you for everything
My hometown heroes are the teachers that raised me. The teachers that dragged me through the most difficult years of my life. The teachers that realised that underneath my arrogant unfeeling exterior was a traumatised, insecure, scared little boy. The teachers that gave me second, third, fourth and fifth chances. The teachers that were understanding of my ADHD, my depressive tendencies, of my generic emotional overwhelm. The ones that saw my frustration with life and didn’t shame me or punish me for any of it, but tried to help me figure out ways to succeed instead.