They say I have it all. At 29, I’m deep into my PhD in Computer Science, with a tech career that most only dream of. Everyone, from my parents to my professors, thinks I’m brilliant, destined for great things. “Sharmaji ka beta,” they joke, “he can do anything.” And I play the part well – I have friends, a social circle that includes more women than men, and I’m dedicated to my fitness, having shed a good 40 pounds from my chubby frame. I hit the gym, go for runs, always striving to be better. But beneath this polished veneer, there’s a secret I carry, a heavy, suffocating weight that makes me question the point of it all. I’m successful and highly intelligent, and I want to kill myself.
My Brilliant Life is a Lie: Why This Successful Techie Feels Crushed By Loneliness
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