Escaping Isolation
Recently there's been a big change in my life: I started university. This is a bit of an uneventful event usually as most people these days do enroll in a university after high school. However, the pandemic happened. Right in the middle of doing my A levels everything shutdown. I had three months to go before the first part and the world went into lockdown. After my exams did things get better? No. The next year was rough, because I self studied for the final part of A levels while my mental health was messed up. At that time all I could think about was how I wasn’t studying enough; I mean being trapped in the same place for a year does take you to dark places. After that miserable experience I decided to take time off. Not to explore the world or anything but to study. My lifelong belief at that time was that good grades were all it took to get a good life. A year had passed and I completed two courses online. My reasoning was this: in university I wasn't going to be tutored, I wouldn't have decades worth of past papers to practice from either. After the end of that year I applied to only one university: Brac.
Now I’m here. It does not seem to me that my courses are improving my life. What truly did impact my life in a positive way was interacting with people. Going back and forth between the university and my home is exhausting, the seemingly endless stream of homework I have to deal with is exhausting, exams are exhausting. Yet, when I get to class and I talk to my friends and classmates all that exhaustion disappears for a moment. I don't even speak much, most of the time I have trouble figuring out what to say. That doesn't stop me from thinking that life is good, even without a hundred accomplishments under my belt.
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