Tears are running down my face. It seems no matter what I do, I am judged. My parents not being educated. Me being a project kid. Mom on welfare. Brother locked up..it's like I cannot catch a break. Why cannot I be judged on the content of my character. I just don't know. Thanks for your article but as a current NCCHS student, that's IN North Chicago, Il by the way, it just seems everyone has something negative to say. Where is the love, when so many have given up. I am judged by my homelife and school life, neither of which I had a choice. So just I wonder what would I be if life was different.