School also really killed my love of reading

I always had a book, sometimes several books, that I was reading on my own, and I read well above my grade level. But my high school went on a really big reading kick while I was there. Basically every class had books assigned to read at one point or another, I think even some of the math classes did. One homeroom period a week was dedicated to SSR (sustained silent reading) where you had to be reading something, you weren’t allowed to do homework, be on the computer, etc.

So they did a really great job of turning reading from something I genuinely really enjoyed to something that was a dreaded chore.

I still read occasionally, but nothing like I used to. Some of that’s being an adult with a busy schedule

But I definitely see plenty of space in my schedule where I could read and just don’t. It’s harder to get myself into the headspace where I want to read anymore.

I almost got myself back on track a few years ago, unfortunately it was just as COVID hit and I had just started reading The Road, which I was really enjoying, but with all of the shortages from supply lines being disrupted it was hitting a little too close to home.

I’m almost back on track now, but I doubt I’ll ever get back to where I was before high school murdered my love of reading.