symphony
surving hour-by-hour
- Mar 12, 2022
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I used to have it all. In high school, I was the top of my class in almost every metric. I got massive merit scholarships for further education and summer internships at local universities as a research assistant. With music, I made almost all the honor bands, played solos, formed a few student-run chamber groups, and played in highly competitive youth orchestra. I was involved in a few competitive academic extracurriculars and always ended up leading the team. I tutored and taught music lessons in my free time.
My good fortune continued a bit even into college. I was doing extraordinarily well in all my classes, earning the respect of professors and peers alike. I got jobs helping with teaching and research. I loved the things I got to spend my time doing.
But gradually, over time, things fell apart. At the time of writing, I haven't changed out of my pajamas for 2 days and have only left my room when I needed to get food or use the restroom. I can't even focus enough to get through a 20 minute episode on Netflix. Nothing makes me happy anymore and I can't be bothered to exert more than the bare minimum effort I need to survive.
Everyone I've known has always told me how I have so much potential. I used to have big dreams, as many people in my life know well. I was ensured enthusiastically they were well within in my reach. Oh, how disappointed they'll all be when they hear I'd taken my life before even earning my degree.
My good fortune continued a bit even into college. I was doing extraordinarily well in all my classes, earning the respect of professors and peers alike. I got jobs helping with teaching and research. I loved the things I got to spend my time doing.
But gradually, over time, things fell apart. At the time of writing, I haven't changed out of my pajamas for 2 days and have only left my room when I needed to get food or use the restroom. I can't even focus enough to get through a 20 minute episode on Netflix. Nothing makes me happy anymore and I can't be bothered to exert more than the bare minimum effort I need to survive.
Everyone I've known has always told me how I have so much potential. I used to have big dreams, as many people in my life know well. I was ensured enthusiastically they were well within in my reach. Oh, how disappointed they'll all be when they hear I'd taken my life before even earning my degree.