Oh hello there! I just thought I'd stop by and remind everyone that I still exist. Hope the new year is treating everyone well! The last time I was here I was freaking out about my upcoming candidacy exam. Well, I'm happy to announce that I passed! 😀 I am officially a PhD candidate! And, I… Continue reading A post-candidacy update!
Another personal post? What is this? I guess I just have a lot of feelings going into my second year which apparently get written out at 2 AM when I'm home alone (which means this was written last week. So hello from past Krystal!) Don't worry! There are some tips at the end and if you don't want to read through all the narrative...
I feel stuck and I don't know why. Everything is telling me that I should be having the time of my life. I'm going to my dream grad school. I'm working in a discipline that I love. I've successfully survived my first year. And terms such as "intelligent", "smart" and "successful" have been used to describe me--to describe my life. I mean, I suppose if I were to look at my CV I could maybe shrug in agreement... But I don't feel it.
I made a request a week ago for blog posts ideas, and this was one that made me extremely excited to write because I struggle with this all the time. In fact, when I went to a therapist to deal with anxiety issues, this was probably the number one things that was talked about during our sessions.
So recently, a lot has been happening in my life. Not just with grad school, but real actual adult life too. And I can honestly say that some days just end up being complete and utter chaos. It's so frustrating! I curse the day when tiny Krystal in pig tails said she wanted to "grow up."… Continue reading Adulting Fails
There are good days and there are bad days. Oh boy, are there bad days. There are also days that are neither good nor bad, but ultimately they also suck because you just really needed that good day this week and it hasn’t happened yet and someone said something that pissed you off but you… Continue reading Good days; Bad days.