When I was 14, my peers were preparing for high school orientation. I was preparing to build my first sustainable garden and learning how to code in Ruby on Rails. I decided right then that I didn't have four years to waste.

An editorial illustration of a fork in the road: one path leads into a massive, imposing stone building; the other leads into an open, sunlit field with various tools and books scattered about.

The standard narrative says that high school is necessary for "socialization" and "preparation for college." But as someone who was already self-directing their education, those four years looked like an unnecessary detour.

Instead of sitting in a desk for 35 hours a week, I spent my teen years in the real world. I volunteered at a local non-profit, took community college classes at 15, and started a freelance design business by 16. By the time my friends were graduating high school, I already had three years of work experience and a professional portfolio.

High school teaches you how to be a student. Life teaches you how to be a human. I preferred the latter.

People often ask if I missed the "prom" or the "football games." I usually tell them that I didn't miss anything I couldn't find in the larger community—without the bells and the hallway passes.

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