There isn’t a day where I don’t feel like the floor’s been ripped out from underneath my feet and left gravity to deal with my free-falling body.
Nowhere to go but down.
I can’t find any motivation for studying or for living for that matter. It became harder than I expected and my coping system didn’t seem to function well with the degree of shittiness that life bestowed.
One thing I learned throughout all this is that it never gets better, just worse.