When I see the photos of 2018 graduation ceremony on Facebook, I start to realize that it has been one year since I, myself, graduated last year.
What a year!
Sometimes, I wake up in the morning and still feel confused about where I am. Still in school? Or else?
The pain from my Ph.D is always there. I can’t look back without anger or tears. But I start to think less and less frequently about it.
Maybe it is a good thing, I always tell myself in this way. And I will try to remind myself of the things I still have.
Life is not fair, when I think about how much I put and how much I get. But it is not as unfair as I thought it would be. At least, I still get food on my table and still have a bed to sleep at night. Maybe others go through even a tougher path to get where they are right now. The only thing I am aware of, is myself.
Have I pushed my best? Can I stick on?
I could and I should. There is no end to the road, and I will keep on going.
Welcome to ME 