Living in the us, but have immigrant parents. Always, friggin always, it was study your ass off.
No friends, no hanging out, no being able to relax because that time could be spent doing something “productive”.
Then as an adult, I realized this worth ethic.
It kills. You work your life away, to the point that even a minor inconvenience is a setback because constant work is the standard.
Anyone else feel this way?