Focus is the most precious asset
Last month, I resigned and it has been almost a month since then. I had expected to find peace and rejuvenate at home, both physically and mentally, allowing myself a brief period of rest. However, in recent days, my mood has been extremely poor, my attention scattered. It seems that my depression is resurfacing. The suffering and restlessness entrap me like thick mud, often persisting for one or two days without escape. In current terms, it is mental self-depletion, constant rumination, and being trapped in remorse and entanglement with the past. When I look back, I realize that this state began in middle school and high school. I frequently struggled to concentrate in class, as most of my energy and focus were consumed by internal conflicts: Why did the teacher show favoritism towards others? Why have my once-close friends become distant acquaintances? These questions caused immense anguish. However, if I rewind further back to my elementary school years, my interest in mathema...