Today an 8th grader told me he was pretty sure he was bipolar.
I asked, "Why?"
He said, "Well, a little while ago I was really happy and then all of a sudden I wanted to punch someone."
"Let me ease you mind," I said, since I'm not a psychologist, but I did minor in it in college thus giving myself a false sense of ability and knowledge.
"You're not bipolar, but I do know what you are."
"What," he asked?
"You're an adolescent. Welcome to swinging hormones."
Don't worry. If I really thought the kid had a mental illness I'd be the first to tell someone...like maybe his mom...who works with me!
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