This post on the Thesis Whisperer’s blog managed to articulate much better than me almost exactly what I was trying to say in my last-but-one post. ‘Finished’ is a very strange place to be, especially when so many of us find it difficult to move into another role immediately upon completion.

The Thesis Whisperer

This post is by a British post doc working in Scandinavia on European Studies.

In the weeks and months leading up to the submission of my PhD, I found myself imagining what life would be like on the ’other side’. As a means of forcing myself over the final hurdle, I visualised how amazing it would be to be free of the thesis, to once again recover my weekends and my academic freedom, and how relieved I would be to hand over the culmination of three and a half years’ work.

And yet, when submission day dawned, and I took possession of the bound thesis and scurried to the research office to send it on its journey to the examiners, I felt…nothing.

Or at least, nothing beyond the profound fatigue that sets in after getting up at 5am to make it to the binders before the next month’s continuation…

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