In junior high and HS I had 0 stress. Probably because I didn't even want to be there.

But college was a different story. I wanted to go to further myself, and yes, it was stressful. I only had 4 hrs of classes a day, but I remeber grinding hard to get shit done. I still have dreams about whether or not I'll pass my Math course. It's weird.

How I got through it is, I figured the work will pay off in the end. I could quit school, again, lose all that money I paid for classes, and go back to a shitty job, or I can tough it out, be grateful I'm even in school, and get a better job when I'm done. That got me through my days.