My father made me study really hard, bootcamp-style,
So I could get high enough grades to get into the Faculty of Medicine.
I wanted to make him happy.
I didn’t want to go to another university.
I didn’t really want anything in general.
I wasn’t raised to want anything.
I never got to choose anything when I was a child.
I didn’t choose what to wear, what to eat, or who to befriend.