I'm not an expert, but I guess it helped a little to get away from the "scene". I know why I was in that dark place (I was tired of my course, tired of our financial situation, tired of my dorm, even the beautiful scenery outside became sickening to me...and life in general), and I guess the trip away from all that stress/repeptitive bullsh** helped me reframe my thinking. I guess "fresh air" or the different atmosphere did me good. We went to beaches, rivers, and waterfalls...I recall it being the best summer I ever had. But after that trip, I was hesitant to go back and finish all my remaining subjects and thesis. It was still a struggle. That feeling of helplessness and tiredness always tried to come back into the forefront. But I also knew there really was no other way but to continue on. I remember just looking forward, dreaming about the future, and telling/trying to convince myself that wherever I end up, it's my choice, and I have control. I got a job in a different city, had different friends, a different life, and eventually forgot.

But tbh this cloud followed me for an entire decade. I refused to go back for reunions and sh** because of the bad memories. It was only last year actually that I had the guts to go back to get a certificate of graduation (after graduation, I really just got the hell out of there and never looked back. Until I needed a CoG for new work. Then I had no choice. Lol).