I am an assistant principal in a middle school (grades 6-8). When I have to search a student's cell phone, I often get sick to my stomach at what I find. It gets worse and worse every year.
“This is my son. Look at my healthy, healthy young boy who’s undiagnosed. Look what the world’s coming to… we’re eagerly awaiting for them to release our boy legally. I’m shaking like a leaf. I’m shaking.”
