Entering the 6th year of my doctoral program...tired.
I applaud you Soror for doing what you felt in your heart was right. I know the anxiety attacks all too well...the anxiety is pretty much constant the attacks happen as I walk into the hospital where I work/attend classes. Spend most of the day avoiding profs. lest they ask "how's the research?" STFU and leave me alone!!!!!
Interestingly your story is all too familiar for the many Black female doctoral students I know. The intersection of race and gender makes it so that our experiences are unparalled by that of any Black MALE students or white female students (we won't even discuss white male experiences in academia). We take care of our families before ourselves and suffer for it a lot of times, in the end.
I tell students (Black and Latina) who want to enter a doctoral program that life happens (my mom is getting older, sick, dad's sick, lost a close close friend who dies out of nowhere, also at the age of 36) and when it does, you have to determine (with God) whether staying the course is right AT THAT TIME...if it's right period, you can always go back and if not, it wasn't meant to be...and that's OKAY!!! So, I applaud you. LOUDLY!!!
That said I am on the quarter system. 10 weeks, you're in, you're out. Good if you have a crappy prof. Other than that everyone knows it sucks.
Last edited by DELTABRAT; 07-18-2007 at 01:44 AM.
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