It was unfortunate to learn that work did not have the concept of semesters and you couldn't just write off an assignment from your boss as 'well I'll get a zero from that one, but there's always next semester'. They just keep bugging you about it over and over even though clearly I've moved on already.

Semesters were a much easier 'reset' than getting fired was.

I can still remember the dread and the moment you cave and just say "whatever I won't do it" because you're exhausted before starting it. School without medication was hell