I went to summer school every year from 8th grade till I graduated HS. I failed a few classes in college too. It's really unfortunate I was so unmotivated back than, not much I can do about it now though.
On an even lower note, I just had an absolutely horrible attack. After all the "it's not so bad" posts, shit got real. I tried calling for help but I couldn't breathe or move to get my pills :[ shit was scary. The only thing that made it better was...crying. Yes, I actually cried..manly tears of course. From now on I will carry my pills and phone in my pocket, lesson learned!