Being in grad school is turning out to be a lot less fun than I thought. Not that I expected it to be FUN, per se- there’s only so much fun to be had in studying for hours and writing analytical essays and all of that. It’s more like I didn’t expect the accompanying depression that makes me liable to play solitaire on my computer for long periods of time, or watch as many episodes of Supernatural as I can fit in one day, and to feel little to no interest in doing much of anything else. It’s not just that I’m uninterested in studying theories of international relations and all of this other stuff, it’s that I’m pretty much not interested in anything anymore, except totally mindless tasks or complete escapism. I’m not really sure how to fix this.
Time Takes Time, You Know
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