I entered college feeling disturbed and being under the weather. I can no longer feel motivated to continue my study after skipping three weeks to mid semester break. It never feels easy. Anxiety has always been something that controls my characters.
Having to wake up in a place that keeps suffocating my nature of survival, it’s no doubt that I will continue depending on it. Sometimes I wonder why it took me for ages to realize that. And even last semester break was tough for me. I became tired day by day only to realize that I couldn’t control my body anymore.
But if this isn’t because of my parents, I won’t be where I am now, I won’t be the person I am today so I must resist the temptation to feel demotivated. As being told by Asiah, “Life sucks, that’s it. Deal with it.” So yeah, here I am in Week 7 doing shits for my final year project.