Dear dissertation,
I used to love you. I used to wake up excited to work on you. I used to tell people about you at parties. Now I don't go to parties. Now I don't talk to people. Now I just stare at you and wonder why you're so hard.
You were supposed to be my contribution. My legacy. My proof that I belong here. Now you're just a document I can't finish.
I'm not writing you anymore. I'm fighting you. Every sentence is a battle. Every paragraph is a war. I'm tired.
But I'm not quitting. I'm not stopping. I'm going to finish you. Not because I love you. Because I need to be done.
I don't know who I'll be after you. Someone who sleeps. Someone who eats. Someone who talks to people at parties. I want to meet her.
I'm finishing you for her.
— Me
I used to love you. I used to wake up excited to work on you. I used to tell people about you at parties. Now I don't go to parties. Now I don't talk to people. Now I just stare at you and wonder why you're so hard.
You were supposed to be my contribution. My legacy. My proof that I belong here. Now you're just a document I can't finish.
I'm not writing you anymore. I'm fighting you. Every sentence is a battle. Every paragraph is a war. I'm tired.
But I'm not quitting. I'm not stopping. I'm going to finish you. Not because I love you. Because I need to be done.
I don't know who I'll be after you. Someone who sleeps. Someone who eats. Someone who talks to people at parties. I want to meet her.
I'm finishing you for her.
— Me
