A first draft isn’t supposed to be pretty.
It’s been a difficult year so far, but I have persevered and gotten stronger.
I have a microphone, but what do I have to say?
Who I was then is not who I am now. That’s good and challenging at the same time.
Exploring my own stories that define my beliefs about myself and my values yields insights, some of which are challenging.
The ability to pay attention is what allows human beings to experience life and the world around us. Depression can take that away.
At first, getting a PhD seemed like a way to credential myself and expand my professional practice. Now, it’s a lifeline.
I’m embarrassed and ashamed of the fact that I can’t stop internalizing the words and actions of insecure bullies.
My grad school classes are starting up for the Summer Term and I’m thinking about what it means to be studying change management during this time of upheaval.