The topic for today is something that a large number of university students can relate to. It is a silent killer, which strikes in their early twenties. It is something that robs the sleep of many and turns them into panda-eyed zombies during the day. Something that makes them turn and twist in bed and hence spoil the springs in their beds. Something that makes them invest in wigs because they have ripped out their hair. It comes unannounced, and catches you at the worst possible hour and hangs onto you like a persistant flu bug. It makes you hallucinate and turns you into an insomniac, with loss of appetite as a side effect in many.
Ok, melo-drama aside. I'm talking about Mid-Uni Depression, or MUD for short. You reach a juncture in the ultimate or penultimate year of uni life where you begin to question what exactly you desire in life. At a young age, one has the freedom to dream large and churn their mental futures. However, when the time to execute it nears, they soon begin to look faint and you question their practicality and possibility. It seems like I have reached that phase of MUD. Hopefully some miracle will hand out a stick and pull me out of this MUD before it dries out. I shall perserve till I find that solid ground again. I have to.
And I really wonder why some people forget that they are humans at the end of the day. It does not matter if you are the president of the US or a domestic helper, at the end of the day you should never forget what you on this earth for and you should always maintain humility and respect for others. Some people simply cannot see beyond themselves, it seems. But alas, we cannot change others, so we live with them and tread on our own paths, without letting them knock us off. God is always watching, after all.
