yeah, i was totally burned out too, definitely glad to have stopped...i don’t think my identity was ever tied up with “student” in that way, i always thought of myself as the bad student, like, the charismatic-but-incompetent one, if my life were a sitcom. like, everyone kept me around bc i was enthusiastic and charming, but i didn’t really belong there, i wasn’t a real student like everyone else. graduating was almost a relief, like, oh thank god i don’t have to masquerade as a scholar anymore. but now i’m wondering if that was actually just, like, the most all-encompassing case of imposter syndrome ever. yeesh, i dunno. i feel like i definitely don’t want a life in academia, no way can i do that for the rest of my life, but at the same time i don’t know where else to go. i don’t know if i’ll ever find anything that felt as much like home as my school did.