Almost Done
Graduate school is truly a humbling experience. Yesterday I gave my last presentation for the semester which resulted in being critiqued in front of the entire class (8 other folks, plus Dr. Eaton). In effect, this has shattered my confidence. I feel dejected and unable to cope with graduate school. From this, you may gather, that my imposter syndrome has yet to leave me.
Especially in consideration of the other night when Laura Cirillo seemed to indicate that not everybody in my cohort was accepted based on merit. I was looking at my presentation when that was said and when I looked up I felt she was looking my way. This gives me the impression that I am receiving some sort of special treatment, which makes me sick to think about. I want to be treated equally as everybody else.
Especially in consideration of the other night when Laura Cirillo seemed to indicate that not everybody in my cohort was accepted based on merit. I was looking at my presentation when that was said and when I looked up I felt she was looking my way. This gives me the impression that I am receiving some sort of special treatment, which makes me sick to think about. I want to be treated equally as everybody else.