On the first day of school, my backpack is weightless, notebooks are clean, pencils are sharpened,  pockets are organized. We believe we have space for everything, another binder, another club, and another...

One chilly Monday morning, I decided to grab my new sweatshirt. But the second I walked into class, there it was, the exact same sweatshirt staring back from across the room. My stomach started to sink. We’ve...