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Dawn hadn't yet cracked the sky when I found myself hunched over my kitchen table, cold coffee forgotten as panic clawed up my throat. For weeks, the decision had haunted me – abandon my neuroscience research for ethical doubts or become another cog in the publish-or-perish machine. My journal entries devolved into frantic scribbles, each page a graveyard of half-buried arguments with myself. That's when I remembered the strange icon buried in my apps folder: Uniee. I'd downloaded it months ago

I still remember the trembling in my fingers as I fumbled with my phone that rainy evening, the screen glistening with droplets that mirrored the chaos in my mind. It was the day I decided enough was enough—after another blurry night that left me hollow, I swore off alcohol for good. But how does one even begin to count the days when every moment feels like an eternity? That's when I stumbled upon an app simply called Day Counter, though I'd later come to think of it as my silent confi

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