I am pathetic.
Of course, when I think about it, I’ve known for most of my adult life just how pathetic I am. It’s just that being pathetic is one of those things that you don’t really confess, is it? To yourself, let alone to anyone else.
I’m an idiot.
Somehow, along the way from childhood to adulthood, I’ve managed to acquire an overinflated sense of my own capability. I don’t really know how it happened, or when it happened, or what events in my life have conspired to give me an irrationally…
I started studying for a PhD ten years ago, in February 2007. I was young(er), full of…