Today was the last day of my PhD classes. ✨
Even though exams and my dissertation are still ahead, the classes are officially over and that alone feels like a real ending. No celebration, no applause, not even dramatic goodbyes. A quiet one. Just a deep feeling that suddenly settles right in the middle of your chest. 🥰
It’s a strange feeling. Sweet, with just a trace of bitterness. The sweetness of knowing I’ve come through a huge, heavy and challenging chapter of my life… all those days sitting in class, presentations, writing papers, exhaustion, hope and three full semesters of long drives back and forth between home and university. And the bitterness of knowing it will never come back in the same way. Even if I do a postdoc, there won’t be classes anymore. Being a student in this sense won’t repeat itself. 🥹 After June 2026, I won’t be a PhD student in Architecture anymore, I’ll officially become a PhD candidate.
I made it through this path. Truly! 🧿 And somehow… it’s beautiful. 🥹🤍 So beautiful!







