Ankit sat at his desk, staring at the papers in front of him. He had always been a good student, a hard worker. But now, as he looked at the math problem in front of him, he felt like he was drowning.
He had always struggled with math, but he had always managed to get by. But now, in his final year of college, it seemed like everything was falling apart. He couldn’t focus, couldn’t understand the concepts. He felt like a failure.
“I don’t know how to do this,” Ankit thought to himself, his frustration growing. “I don’t know how to solve this problem. I don’t know how to pass this class. I don’t know how to be a successful engineer.”
He closed his eyes, trying to push away the negative thoughts. He knew he couldn’t give up, not now. He had worked too hard to get to this point. He had to find a way to overcome this obstacle.
But it was hard. It was so hard, and Ankit wasn’t sure he had the strength to keep going. He wasn’t sure he was good enough.
“I’m sorry,” he whispered, his voice shaking. “I’m so sorry. I never meant to let you down. I never meant to let myself down.”