You're Telling Me You Don't Have A Deeply Traumatic Childhood Wherein The Only Way You Could Express Your Emotions - Tumblr Posts
I'm relatively happy at university. I have a nice friend group, my teachers are good and obviously I enjoy spending the time on math but there's something that has been bugging me ever since I started. Most of my fellow classmates are at the very least interested in the topics we cover, after all you don't tend to end up as a math major if you're not at least interested in it. I would never want to gatekeep interests, people are free to be interested in whatever they want. However, it's been somewhat disorienting to realize that my situation is so different from theirs. Math is an interest of mine obviously but it's a lot more than that. It's the reason I'm still here, the one thing that dragged me through hell (a thing I may still be living in though to a lesser degree). It's what has kept me alive, and is still keeping me alive.
Sharing that is difficult, because it's more personal than it is to most people. It's difficult because I still sometimes forget that what I've gone through isn't exactly normal and that most people tend to just like things, be passionate about them in the way that is normal.