Whelp, it's 2023 and I'm still here.
Idk man.
Maybe I have too much insecurities.
Maybe I am lazy to have to adapt to new things.
Maybe it's because my parents keep telling me to leave.
Maybe it's all of that.
I kinda vaguely knew this would happen before stepping foot into society. I never was a person to leave anything halfway through. Unless I was kinda half dead. Like when I spiked a high fever in the middle of the day in school (though I already went to school with a fever).
Otherwise, I cannot name a single time which I proactively left or quitted something.
It's me I guess.
Should I just forget about leaving?
