Will I ever get tired?
I wonder if a day will come that I will get tired of everything. Tired of trying. Tired of being kind. Tired of doing the things I always do with all my heart. People see me as the hardworking one. The dependable one. The girl who always shows up, who studies hard, who does everything with quality and care. They call it discipline. Determination. Strength. But what they don’t know is—I’m just trying to survive. My brain is in survival mode everyday. I have experienced to be the lowest in my class, I’ve been to the bottom—lazy, depressed, unmotivated. I’ve seen what it’s like to be the lowest in class, to feel like you're fading while everyone else is moving forward. It was horrible. And I swore to myself I’d never go back there again. So I work. I try. I push myself. And yet… something still bothers me. I have a friend whom I treated as my sister. She’s cheerful, kind—and lazy, if we’re being honest. She crams her projects. She reviews on the day of the exam. And som...
