Anonimo
the 3 a.m. thought
Each night, as I lay on my bed gazing up at the dark ceiling, only one question lingers in my mind, why am I not able to be enough like other's my age? What am I doing wrong?
Is being born in this "skill-required" generation a blessing or is it just another burden that an average student has to lift their whole life?
As I lay on my bed, whether I should focus on my academic or the hobbies I once allegedly dreamed of?
Each night as I lay on the bed, the room stays silent but the mind doesn't.
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this perfectly captured the quiet pressure of feeling left behind the ending was simple yet powerful because it expressed something so many people silently experience
Your words beautifully captured a feeling that many students quietly carry but rarely express. The pressure to excel at everything can be exhausting. I hope you remember that your worth isn’t measured by how many skills you have, and it’s okay to grow at your own pace.
This felt like a page out of my journal, its never easy comparing your life with your friends/classmates, beibg content is a very underrated feeling