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For all of Cikyla's strengths and things in which she is skilled, she like everyone else also has her limitations. And Cikyla sadly realizes that she will never really be good at these things how hard she tries at it.
Mathematics is one of those areas in which she is rather average.
Cikyla is trying her best at doing the questions/tasks that are in the assignment book but she has difficulty with grasping the subject material, being unable to visualize it.
She has turned to her right to look at how Elsie is doing complex calculations for her work and how quickly she writes down formulas and their outcomes or corrects flawed ones.
Envy but also a degree of sadness can be seen on Cikyla's face as she has the painful realization that she is never going to be as good as Elsie, she just is not very math smart.
Elsie doesn't notice the look and emotions on her friend's face as she is to focused on the equation she is working on.
Cikyla the skunk and Elizabeth "Elsie" Tigress belong to me.
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shonuff44
Mathematics is one of those areas in which she is rather average.
Cikyla is trying her best at doing the questions/tasks that are in the assignment book but she has difficulty with grasping the subject material, being unable to visualize it.
She has turned to her right to look at how Elsie is doing complex calculations for her work and how quickly she writes down formulas and their outcomes or corrects flawed ones.
Envy but also a degree of sadness can be seen on Cikyla's face as she has the painful realization that she is never going to be as good as Elsie, she just is not very math smart.
Elsie doesn't notice the look and emotions on her friend's face as she is to focused on the equation she is working on.
Cikyla the skunk and Elizabeth "Elsie" Tigress belong to me.
Art by
shonuff44
Category All / All
Species Unspecified / Any
Size 1280 x 745px
File Size 174.1 kB
I had my own terrible experience with more complex math.
I wanted to get into a game design course but my math skills were too low. I tried doing an accelerated course to catch up and get a degree but the pace was too fast for me.
I was already breaking my head over chance calculating.
It forced me to give up on my dream and it has made me hate my own brain and my parents for giving me the worst of their faulty genes.
Both my siblings got to do university, my brother even has a doctorate in chemistry (he ended up going into banking though), I had difficulty with intermediate level school.
I want to be a writer and an artist but most of the time have difficulty to focus, being constantly easily distracted or my mind wandering around.
I sometimes wish my parents never had me because then I would not have a life that I absolutely hate as I consider it to be a pointless one.
I wanted to get into a game design course but my math skills were too low. I tried doing an accelerated course to catch up and get a degree but the pace was too fast for me.
I was already breaking my head over chance calculating.
It forced me to give up on my dream and it has made me hate my own brain and my parents for giving me the worst of their faulty genes.
Both my siblings got to do university, my brother even has a doctorate in chemistry (he ended up going into banking though), I had difficulty with intermediate level school.
I want to be a writer and an artist but most of the time have difficulty to focus, being constantly easily distracted or my mind wandering around.
I sometimes wish my parents never had me because then I would not have a life that I absolutely hate as I consider it to be a pointless one.
Part of the blame also lies with myself, not being able to let go.
But my current prospects don't give me joy and fulfilment either.
I feel I can't vent my sadness or desire to create in anything productive that I can show to people, giving me the feeling that I have accomplished something.
I do see a therapist, well saw before the lockdown but he doesn't know how to help me either.
But my current prospects don't give me joy and fulfilment either.
I feel I can't vent my sadness or desire to create in anything productive that I can show to people, giving me the feeling that I have accomplished something.
I do see a therapist, well saw before the lockdown but he doesn't know how to help me either.
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