Yes, you heard that right. I'm so tired of my depression taking control of me. Today I said fuck it. And I suddenly realized, while pooping: "Why am I studying?" "What's this life's purpose?" And as much as it sounds cringy, but I suddenly realized what's life's purpose and why I'm studying.
That's it I guess. Now I need to get myself to work. I have this huge Chemistry oral test coming up, and I can't miss it. Have a good one!