About six months ago, I hit a PhD roadblock.
I should have been embarking on what I hoped would be my sixth and final year of studying part-time for my PhD. I shouldhave been pulling my discussion chapter together and sorting through the vast amounts of literature published in my field since I began. I should have been starting to see the finish line – the light at the end of the tunnel. Instead, I was watching my career come crashing down around me, and my mother battling cancer.
Fast-forward six months, and I still haven’t successfully negotiated the roadblock. My PhD has been unofficially ‘on hold’ the entire time. My career is still in a heap on the floor, and my mother is ‘shielding’ from Covid-19. I promise, however, that this is not a post about the coronavirus – others could discuss that far more eloquently than I. This is a post to remind myself and my fellow PhD-ers that while some roadblocks might be inevitable, they don’t have to signal the end.