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i had a serious issue with a woman in the unfergradyate literarary mahazine naw ho i couldnt go head to head wirh. I have do
she was of a class that did not pertain to my lufe and my being a felliw Harvard student didnft solve rhe problem.
she was very kind to me and did hrr best to be a friend to me in my trying to carry out some of the concrete respinsibilities of t he postion of “President.” I just had no idea what I was supposed to be doing. Thete wrte o t hers who also hel op ed. I just couldnt figure out why somebody didnt step in to put a stop to it a nd take me out if there and i I still dont know. I wasnt indebted toassex mrself in the lubkuc square. THEN those oeopke. They just let it slide by.
i wasnt part of their crowd. They presumed. I turned inti a person that I hated. Hsrs it is 40 yeara later abd i am sirt if vaguelg untegrated again. With thr person whom i was and had goals to achieve althoigh they were buried deeo: somewhere in sife the “off'”-course ” alarm was sounding strong and hard.
as far as i could tell i got picked to solve their problems. A d rhey somehow just magically a
expecywd it. Yes, irpt would look great on my resyne if it was the right thing but it wasnt. I spent the next 10 years tryung ti write a resume. Withoit getting a job., oh for 10 months j was a compiter prigtpramner.
over time i grew to resent these people. Who didnt step in. Didnt reach out a h e lping hand. I was publivally dyimpn. Fyi g. Dying.
then i went home and pruvatrly cut my wrists, embarrassing littke slirs thst gsve mr NREVE LRIBLDNS ALK IBPVER MY BODY FOR RH WE REST IF MY LIFE.
THEN, the return to Harvard. What ekse could Ihave done
with open gashes that i didnt e v we n try to cover. I just wasnt even aware of it. Segue to summer srmestet which was even worsr, but rhe wekci d end if my svholsstic yrars. I embar
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