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Alis_Audāx
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Hello, I know that what I am about to address may not be as harsh as some of the topics that have been brought up in this forum. However, it is something that has been weighing on me the moment I began. I would like to know if anyone has had similar or the same experiences as I have under this subject? or advice in how to deal with the matter. If no one responds that is ok as well, I guess like many this is more for me to let out some of the fears and stressors that are difficult to display outside of myself.
I am scared.
I am scared of failing which does play many forms in my life and I believe a large part of that comes from myself being the eldest child and have certain expectations placed upon myself as being such. I hate to admit it, but majority of my choices have been in hopes to please my parent (which they have). Or in hopes that those choices would lead me to a life of stability and escape from my home life. Now don't get me wrong, my home life is not the worst out there. But it's no white picket fence either. I will not go into the full history of things because it will only make me cry and it would be to long of a post and it is not my main concern at the moment.
So I started graduate school in a specific field of psychology this past January and I hate it. Don't get me wrong I love psychology the field is amazing and the outcome on human health is beneficial. This is concerning solely graduate school. I feel like I don't understand anything. I feel inferior among my cohort and part of me wants to give up. I spend from 1:00 pm - 9:30pm a day working on school work (not including class days, lunch, bathroom, and dinner breaks) attempting to study and yet I feel like I know nothing. I do believe I chose to go to graduate school for myself because it was always drilled into me that more education = more money. More money = living a secured life. However, I am not sure if I am suited for graduate school, I am currently unemployed but will be starting a job/practicum in the summer. I don't know if I will be able to handle all my class work and a job. I feel like there is something wrong in my head the material is not sticking and it takes me so long to understand a method or concept. I don't know if it is the program or the professors or if there is something wrong with me. I am scared that I will fail, I am scared that I have made the wrong choice, I am scared that I will be stuck living in the hood for the rest of my life, I am scared of being stuck living with my family for the rest of my life, I am scared that I will be living from pay check to pay check for the rest of my life, I am scared of failing everyone who depends on me, and I fear that there will never be enough for myself.
Maybe I should have labeled this more of a rant instead of advice wanted.
A part of me wants to continue in graduate school because it has the highest probability of resulting in a better life for myself and my loved one. But a large part of me wants to pursue other things, which have a low to medium probability of resulting in a better life. I don't know, but I am pretty sure I am not the only one feeling this way. Though these feelings may be in the middle of the average curve, for me at this moment in time. They are what I have nightmare about at night, hell I should be getting back to my classwork.
I guess for the time being, I will cry when no one is watching and keep on studying. I miss the beach. I miss my loved one. I want to travel. I want to be happy. I am strong. I am good. I am smiling. I will study. I will be ok.
Thank you
I am scared.
I am scared of failing which does play many forms in my life and I believe a large part of that comes from myself being the eldest child and have certain expectations placed upon myself as being such. I hate to admit it, but majority of my choices have been in hopes to please my parent (which they have). Or in hopes that those choices would lead me to a life of stability and escape from my home life. Now don't get me wrong, my home life is not the worst out there. But it's no white picket fence either. I will not go into the full history of things because it will only make me cry and it would be to long of a post and it is not my main concern at the moment.
So I started graduate school in a specific field of psychology this past January and I hate it. Don't get me wrong I love psychology the field is amazing and the outcome on human health is beneficial. This is concerning solely graduate school. I feel like I don't understand anything. I feel inferior among my cohort and part of me wants to give up. I spend from 1:00 pm - 9:30pm a day working on school work (not including class days, lunch, bathroom, and dinner breaks) attempting to study and yet I feel like I know nothing. I do believe I chose to go to graduate school for myself because it was always drilled into me that more education = more money. More money = living a secured life. However, I am not sure if I am suited for graduate school, I am currently unemployed but will be starting a job/practicum in the summer. I don't know if I will be able to handle all my class work and a job. I feel like there is something wrong in my head the material is not sticking and it takes me so long to understand a method or concept. I don't know if it is the program or the professors or if there is something wrong with me. I am scared that I will fail, I am scared that I have made the wrong choice, I am scared that I will be stuck living in the hood for the rest of my life, I am scared of being stuck living with my family for the rest of my life, I am scared that I will be living from pay check to pay check for the rest of my life, I am scared of failing everyone who depends on me, and I fear that there will never be enough for myself.
Maybe I should have labeled this more of a rant instead of advice wanted.
A part of me wants to continue in graduate school because it has the highest probability of resulting in a better life for myself and my loved one. But a large part of me wants to pursue other things, which have a low to medium probability of resulting in a better life. I don't know, but I am pretty sure I am not the only one feeling this way. Though these feelings may be in the middle of the average curve, for me at this moment in time. They are what I have nightmare about at night, hell I should be getting back to my classwork.
I guess for the time being, I will cry when no one is watching and keep on studying. I miss the beach. I miss my loved one. I want to travel. I want to be happy. I am strong. I am good. I am smiling. I will study. I will be ok.
Thank you