I can’t stand people who think university is meant to be four years of sex and alcohol and debauchery. Like maybe it’s an immigrant thing but knowing all the shit my parents and grandparents had to survive so that I could even be in this country and in this position to have the opportunities I have, that is not on my radar at all.
but the partying is a nice benefit too
We only speak in extremes, in ultimatums, now. Compromise is a myth; it’s all or nothings-it’s only black- and- whites. We contradict ourselves now, the biggest one being that that we dont want to win, we just want whats best. I do something, its wrong or I’m doing it begrudgingly. I don’t do something, I lack initiative. I feel paralyzed. I don’t know what to say anymore. I don’t think anything I do is good enough, because the second i slip up, its back to fighting. I feel so so so paralyzed. So incompetent. And I cant even say these things for fear of starting a new argument- another one to never be resolved.