I’m back at my dorm and I already feel like cattle. Living with 3 other men in a 14m² room. 2 Stacked beds, shitty ass toilets, broken showerheads…

Such is the price of freedom from my family I suppose. Maybe one day I’ll have my own place (that is actually decent) where I can be myself freely. Hopefully that day isn’t too far into the future because I might just go crazy if I don’t get it in a year or 2…