How much worse can a day get?

Today may have been one of my toughest days to go through.

I was behind on a lot of work and had stressed myself out so much that I gave myself a fever. I had to go home, and needless to say, my mom was less than happy that she had to drive an hour and a half to get me. And, the cherry on top of the cake, she missed her holiday party. She was not happy.

I got home an hour before school was supposed to end, and my mom informed me that I would get my phone back when she got home. She feels that there is a correlation between my getting sick and me being behind on work. Or, as I fall further the behind with work, the sicker I get. She has been watching me, making sure I'm doing my homework and drinking water and wearing rubber bands on my braces.

I finally got her to leave me alone, but that was only because she had to take my brother to an appointment.

I understand that my life isn't as hard as some people's, but sometimes it feels like it is.

Stay happy,

Maia