Post 5, a reflection

It seemed like a good idea to live away from my family, away from all the problems that still await me there. The beginning was a trigger; the things that used to worry me fade away as if they don't matter. I feel like I'm in limbo, perhaps it's just anxiety. I worry about many things, like everyone else, but I'm not doing anything about it. I feel guilty about insignificant things, thoughts that don't let me live without shame, that make me question my actions. Could this be the turning point? I rethink my future, but I keep moving forward, trying to fix things a little. At this point, I feel lonely, not in the sense of friendships, but no matter how noisy or annoying I find my home, it's where I want to return. However, as I escape to visit them, I confirm my decision to be far away until the feeling of loneliness returns. I resign myself to keep going until the next vacation.

This semester of my career has been the most exhausting of all. The schedule doesn't allow for studying for more than two consecutive days when exams come together, and the grades from these exams don't seem to improve as a result of the mentioned situation.

Although this is a reflection on my career, I am in it, and that is more than enough.

"Sometimes, even a gentle breeze can become heavy"