I am revising my dissertation. After almost two weeks I am back to work. Still tired and exhausted, but I'm going.
I like the feeling of doing something, instead of feeling awful and procrastinating all the time.
Today I got an email from the journal editor. Remember, I sent them my manuscript 14 months ago. They are going to send me the final prints soon! Yeah!
I was surfing my university's web pages, and I found out that there is a oaching project for female grad students. They would discuss topics such as isolation, conflicts with the supervisor, bad writing habits, and organizing oneself.
I thought: Wow, I'd just needed that! But now it's too late, as I will be finished soon (hopefully).
Then I thought about it. At the very worst time, which was about 14 months ago, before going to Another Town, THEN I really would have needed such help. But I didn't go there then. Because I thought my problems are too personal to discuss it in such a workshop. Because the academic world is so small and people will find out about my problems. And people would find out about my bad relationship with Ex Supervisor. And this would for sure have a bad effect on my career.
I still believe that not talking about the bad stuff is career saving. Since if you do, people will remeber you as an uneasy person.