Nov 30, 2011 17:14
So, I went to school as usual today, for my practicum seminar class. Five minutes before the start of class, I find out that we are starting with a meeting in a different room. I get there and it's full of psychology students from all sorts of years. My school has been having problems lately: staff cuts, cancelled classes, rising tuition. I could already tell that their news would not be good.
The PsyD program in Clinical Psychology at Argosy University, Seattle Campus is being discontinued and taught out.
That's my program, for anyone who didn't know. So that leaves me with a very pressing question: what now?
I'm at the middle point in the program, too far along to transfer well, not far enough to graduate in the year and a half they intend to keep offering our classes. They have individualized plans proposed for students, but the announcement is so new (the majority of the faculty really only found out an hour before we did) that I haven't seen any of that yet. Only, I don't have time to mess around. A lot of deadlines for shifting my educational life around is NOW.
Is it surprising that I feel like crying? Some of the other students were crying during the meeting. Me, I'm surprisingly okay for the most part aside from needing a plan and feeling like there is too much to do.
I have life out here, a boyfriend I love dearly, an apartment, friends. I knew that I would have to leave all that in a few years for internship, but I would have time to prepare for that and make a permanent decision later. This is too sudden. I'm not ready to leave Washington.
My current thought is to see about dropping down to the Master's program in Clinical Psychology at Argosy, graduating with that, and then going into another program for the doctorate, such as the PhD in Clinical Psychology from University of Washington. It would be cheaper due to better funding, assistantships, and being a state resident now, but... It would mean I'm starting over. It would be another 5 to 7 years out here and the application deadline is December 15. I would have my Master's, hopefully be able to scratch up enough hours and things to get my LMHC and be able to practice, but I do want my doctorate.
Anyway, I'm in shock and today sucks. I'm going to beat my head against a wall for a bit while everything sinks in. Feedback and thoughts would be appreciated.
real life,
not dead,
school