Not completing my PhD is the one thing that still bugs me. I
have accepted that it is something that I have to let go for now, that this
failure is not my defining moment, but when I see friends and even students
succeeding at it, it hurts.
Academic writing has never been easy for me. My style of
writing has never really suited with academic writing. I can’t be rigid and discipline
enough for it. I swore when I struggled to finish my Master’s thesis that that
will be my last attempt at academic paper. But I forgot that vow when the PhD opportunity
dropped into my lap.
I want to say it was my biggest regret starting it, but
whenever I want to say it, I am reminded because I was taking the time off to
pursue my PhD, I met Phil. So I guess what happen is because it needs to
happen.
I guess me being forty is not really a factor here, but at
this point of my life, this failure smarts a lot, but who knows what tomorrow
brings.
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