Lets reflect on it together:

The Trials and Tribulations of an applied Masters Program while still trying to manage your life

I am accepted into the program & I immediately put it on my resume to start securing positions in my field. Im getting call back from top places I applied and am getting interview offers. Life was generally going well, or so I thought.

Two months into my first semester my boyfriend of 4 years decided he didn& #39;t want kids, and had already cultivated another relationship. Distraught is NOT even a word grand enough to describe the feelings. Hurt, an emotional wreck, anxiety induced and ridden with deep grief...

I tried to pull myself up by my own bootstraps, sometimes with success and other times with utter failure, but I still did my homework. Nobody was going to able to say they stopped me from achieving what I set out to do. My pride and belief in myself saved me in the darkest hours

So time goes on, Im grieving the loss of the relationship. It starts to lift when the job I was dying to have for 5 years called me back to start the hiring process. It was a moment of saving grace, I cried when I get off the phone after accepting the offer.

Things are generally looking up. I get the job. I start during the summer, Im seeing all kinds of money I never saw before, & you LITERALLY couldn& #39;t tell me shit https://abs.twimg.com/emoji/v2/... draggable="false" alt="😂" title="Face with tears of joy" aria-label="Emoji: Face with tears of joy">