David Nyeste

The Day I Decided To Be Rich On January 1st 2001 I was sitting alone in my room at the University of the Bundeswehr in Hamburg. I had woken up early and studied most of the day when it realized something had changed. I felt slightly depressed - it dawned on me that I was a poor bastard. It was a few days prior to my 24th birthday and I had just spent the entire Christmas holidays and new year's eve alone at the university in order to prepare for the exams of my first trimester. The perspective to also spend my birthday in solitude did not brighten the perspective. Since I had not made any new friends in Hamburg yet I didn't have a lot of tempting distractions that kept me from studying. However none of those facts were the reason why I felt a rupture. The last three months I had spent either in lecture halls or at my desk and was entirely dedicated to passing my first exams. My preparations were running well and I was confident to pass all three tests. But the statistics told a...

The Weakness It is rare that I talk about my weight for the simple reason that it feels weird being open about it and second because I usually feel better and more comfortable when I gain weight. Weight should not be on my mind, but it is. I think a lot about it and I am never really satisfied with my own weight. 99% of the time the scale tells me I am in the range 80-85kg - at 1.88m height anyone should sleep easily with such a ratio. During the winter season I sport a 'protective layer' and as the days become longer during the spring and the summer I lose some weight again. In extreme cases my weight has already dropped below the 80kg floor and also broken the 85kg cap. In early 2020 I caught some kind of flu and in the course of the sickness my weight dropped to 77kg within days - I assumed dehydration as the main cause, as I could not eat and hat vomiting fits during the night for several days. However it was a slow process until I was able to regain my original weight. The...