28th Feb 2024
I'd say uni has been rough.
I have like, tons of backlogs in notes. and i've pretty much flunked two announced quizzes (one in chem and one in math). I don't get what rocket science shit they're going on about but yesterday i started trying to understand chemistry. I just wish my school chem teacher was here.
I'd say talking to my parents has been helping a lot. They've been like, i don't know the people who would know pretty much everything about me after i've moved to hostel. Sure, I do talk to my best friends. I text them a lot about various things. But lets face it: we all go through difficulties. They're still in school (they're in diff countries) and they'd be soon going to college. But still, they're facing difficulties too. Not just academics but even emotionally. Even regarding family. We all have our own problems.
SO i decided not to tell them too much about my academic stress, breakdowns etc.
And i'm talking to my parents. And my parents only. I mean, they're the real ones. If not to them, then who will i even talk to? How would i even exist if not for theM?
aNyways, i talked to my father about how i am reminded of my 11th grade beginning because i had joined a coaching institute a little later than the rest of the kids and i was behind on notes and no matter how hard i had tried i was just behind on notes and one day i just had a total breakdown. I told father how i felt like i was about to have another such breakdown soon because of notes.
"you've grown so much from then. You've changed a lot as a person and you've learnt many new things when compared to back then. So don't you worry you'd be fine. And i agree you're scared and overwhelmed but direct that towards completing your work rather than having a breakdown and crying about it"
I really love my parents bro.
