Ancient

Categories: phd, teaching

Tags: stress, age, PhD

Date: 10 April 2006 18:30:53

Term restarted today, and I overheard a conversation between 3 guys in one of my tutorial groups, where they were talking about someone who had been living in their hall of residence but had moved out as she was "too old". They were going on about how much older she had seemed than everyone else, blah blah ... you just know where this is going don't you?

She's 22.

Dear God in heaven, what's the world coming to?

In other news, I am still inundated with w*rk, I haven't finished marking the essays (the end is in sight though), but I feel like I've made some progress with the PhD planning (in particular in planning for my prefieldwork trip later in the summer), and the reason why I nearly walked out last week turns out to have been a misunderstanding which has now been sorted out. The next few weeks are going to be work-heavy and life-lite, but as long as I get back my sense of control over it all then all will be good with the world.

Thanks everyone for your prayers and messages and whatnot. I was in a bit of a state last week (to the extent that I nearly went to see the doctor as I was/am worried I may be depressed). I decided not to in the end, as if I am depressed it is not so severe that I'm not functioning - it's only in times of stress where I feel like I don't have a handle on everything that's going on that things come crashing down a bit. I'm not yet out of the woods, but things are looking and feeling better, I think. I'll blog about (potentially exciting) PhD developments soon.