I want to become a painting.

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Last week, I had an appointment with my psychologist, and the conversation between us sparked a life-changing revelation: I want to become a painting when I grow up. In this essay, I will share the process that led me to this conclusion. Throughout the essay, I will address the struggles I have encountered in the medical system and the reality of my unstatic nature.

 I will also reflect on my complex feelings towards painting, realizing that my deep-rooted dislike for it might be rooted in jealousy. Finally, I will confront myself by contemplating the admirable qualities of painting that feel foreign and unreachable for me, qualities I would like to experience within my own existence.

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