Secondary school

dear bloggers,
people say seconday school is a cool place were you find love gain popularity but it is more than that... September last year i got excepted into one of the newest schools in are aria. me and my mum new that i would find secondary school a challenge but we had no idea how much of one, i remember the first day, i was confident i thought stepping into the play aria that i would have the best time ever, i would make lots of friends get good grades get a boyfriend but then it all went down hill. a few days in i had my first stress attack. everybody gets stressed but my stress was much different. because of my traumatic past i automatically got over protective as soon as someone told me i was doing somthing wrong. my palms were all sweaty my heart was racing my eyes pouring out tears my head against the toilet door. my stress attacks got worse by the day people tried to help but they just made it worse. after a term my mum took me out of school because she said i should enjoy school not hide in the car till the bell goes. my mum took a sickness week of from work to sort me out... days turned to weeks, weeks turned to months. my mum waited till my stress leavls were low before she singed the papers and handed me over to a special school who deal with children with traumatic past and people who havent settled into secondary school very well. at the moment i am doing Skype lessons as it (once again) was to stressful to go into class i am enjoying them... sort of but if i wasn't enjoying them it was nothing to do with stress. on Friday i am going to start at a Steiner school. we think this will be my final stop, i will let you know if anything changes.
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Hi I write this blog because I want to express my feelings in a way that people can understand me. When I was three I got sent into care because my mum can't look after me I never doubted my mums love I just knew that she can't look after me. I know that I don't really remember anything but I do remember well I feel the love that she gave me. When I was three I got sent into care because my mum can't look after me I never doubted my mums love I just knew that she can't look after me. before I got adopted at age 7 I've had  been to 5 different foster homes which really doubted my self-confidence because I thought no one wanted me, I thought that because I got sent around so much that no one loved me and no one cared for me but I was wrong it was just the way that social services dealt with my past.  Now I live in a lovely house where I can be me and I know that they will take me and they will never dump me anyway and I have everything I always dreamed of and more. You might Be be fine but the trauma of my past still haunts my life these days but I get through it and I try my best to fight through it.  I wish I had a life like a normal child but then I don't because I wouldnt have My story to tell and I wouldn't have come out like I have and everyone says I'm a lovely person so I wonder what is it would've been like if I didn't turn out the way I did? There are lots of people like me who haven't had an easy life and also struggling with secondary school, I've been to lots of secondary schools because It hasn't been easy settling into one. I am hoping that this blog will help my fear of secondary school because then I've got all my feelings express out of me so that I don't have them clogged up inside of me, I hope that people read my blogs and just take advice from it because that's what I really want this to be A page were people can be inspired.