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.
"Opening up like this is a moment far from my proudest. But these demons keep pressing me; I swear they're the foulest. But I've grown comfortable with their presence. My conscience is calloused. My dreams are their playground, my thoughts are their palace."
