things have been a bit (insanely) busy. i have mostly good news, but i am just exhausted. i feel like grad school is like that greek myth with the hydra. you cut off one head and three more grow back in its place. i’m worried about burning out. i feel like i just finished midterms and now i’m already preparing for the next set of exams. i started a ten page paper and presentation a day before it was due and just presented it today. i think it went well, but now it’s onto preparing for my next role-play, studying for embryology, and developing my research proposal. i just want 24 hours to sleep.
amanda’s been keeping me sane. we went for a walk after my presentation today at hundred acres and we saw FUNKY BONES. if you’ve read the fault in our stars, that’s where the main characters go on a date. it’s just a large skeleton that u can walk on. it was so nice getting out and even though it’s been super dark and dreary recently, the fresh air felt super nice. i really got those ~over the garden wall~ autumn vibes.
i miss you all so much. i think about you guys a lot. (and dont worry! i have not forgotten about writing letters, i just really have not had much time to sit down and draft them. and when i do have free time, it’s really constrained to One Relaxing Thing and then back to work, so i’ve had to be a bit picky about what i have time to invest in).
i feel like it’s my fault that i feel so swamped right now. i always take on too much. i just got a job as a research assistant at a parkinson’s lab. i am serving on the outreach committee for a student organization. instead of using a pre-conceived research proposal, i decided to come up with my own (giving me like x3 as much work as my classmates). i am really hoping it will pay off in the end since i am hoping to be more invested in the work as a result. so far it’s been a pretty horrible decision.
my research director’s husband suddenly died in a freak accident a few weeks ago. they had been childhood friends (like, they grew up as neighbors from kindergarten) and dated in high school and had been married for over forty years. it’s the most fucking tragic thing i have ever heard. my research proposal is due in two days and she just came back to work today. i didn’t want to bother her while she was grieving, and so i worked on my proposal independently and asked other faculty to review my proposal. it’s 6 pages and i’m currently working on the 4th draft. i had her review it today and she says that i need to re-do it because the scope is too broad.
i know its not her fault that she hasnt been able to be here and i cant imagine the pain she is going through, but COME ON. i was given absolutely nothing to go on. i feel like i was just pushed into the ocean without ever being taught how to swim. i don’t know how she expects me to draft a completely new proposal with 48 hours notice AND with a full day of classes tomorrow (8am-5:30pm with an hour break for lunch) AND with other time-sensitive homework due. i am so tired.
none of my other classmates have had to write proposals, and so they are farther ahead on assignments for next week that i haven’t even had the chance to start. i know i shouldn’t be comparing myself to them, but i just do. i feel like a kid compared to them. they all have these amazing time-management skills, they all do WONDERFULLY on their presentations and their role-plays, and they all seem to do it without panicking each step of the way. i know that i am likely not seeing the whole picture, but i feel like i have to work twice as hard to be half as competent as them. these things don’t come naturally to me at all. i’ve been telling amanda that i am not smart, i am just a hard worker. she gets mad at me when i say that, but it’s true. i’m just worried that hard work won’t be enough to get me through this program.
on the bright side, because i am so busy, it feels like time has been going by so quickly. it’s hard to believe i have only one more month of in-person classes for this semester before thanksgiving break, and then finals pretty soon after that. that’s also pretty terrifying though, since that means i’ll be starting seeing patients in clinical rotations soon too.
i think i might have to talk to my therapist about upping my dosage of zoloft (WHICH, SIDE NOTE, HAS ALSO BEEN SUPER DIFFICULT SINCE IT MAKES ME SO FOOKIN’ SLEEPY. i hope the side effects subside soon) i started taking it a few weeks ago to help with anxiety. i haven’t felt much of an effect other than the side effects, which is ... not ideal. i know that it takes a while to get the full effect though, and i’ll be seeing my PCP on friday to talk about how its been going. i’ll update y’all then!
anyway, time to get back to my proposal. hope you are all well :)