In the last 8 months, I’ve learnt more about myself than I have done in the last 22 years. A masters degree is not only educationally challenging, it’s physically and emotionally challenging. One thing I struggled with was getting back into education after a year out, I thought I would be ok – turns out it takes a while to remember how to take notes in a lecture!
Firstly, the main lesson that I’ve learned is that I can carry on, even when I want to quit. Something that I haven’t mentioned on here is how the course was not as I expected and near enough every day, I would come home crying and wanting to quit. It was such a struggle and there were many days that I didn’t even want to go, but with the support from my boyfriend, friends and family, I made it to the end of a tough term and I’m so glad I did.
I can commute to London and back at at all hours of the day. When I started, I wondered if I made the right decision to stay in Northampton and commute as opposed to moving down there, but after 6 months I had nailed everything down to a tee. I’ve got my commuter walk, the train carriage I like to get on and I am a pro at sleeping on a train. Maybe I’ll become a full-time commuter when I get a “proper” job as I keep calling it!
Just because I went to an average uni, does not mean that I am any less than anyone else and I know a lot more than I think. This is something that can be hard to realise when you are in a room where most people went to other Russell Group uni’s or had at least studied hazards. At the end of the day, I just kept saying to myself that we’ve ended up on the same course at the same uni so I can’t be that bad…
Finally, it taught me to believe in myself, to keep fighting for what I want and one day, I will be a scientist because thats who I was born to be.
What’s a lesson that you’ve learned about yourself recently?
Thanks for reading,