Who are you doing it for? Why do you get up in the morning? Why do you keep going even when you feel like you’re going to die?
This semester has been one of the roughest yet. I often ask myself why I even want to keep going. Why do I want to finish my masters?
Why can’t I just lay down and cry? I thought I had it all figured out. I thought I was through with my trials and tribulations. How do I finish my program
with sanity still intact? “I’m almost there.” I keep telling myself, but am I really almost there?
This semester I have started my internship, working a night job, trying to write papers, and trying to be a good mother and wife. I feel like there’s not
enough of me to go around. Instead of looking at it all at once, I need to look at it one semester, one day, and one hour at a time. I’m overwhelming
myself by looking at the big picture. I need to put myself in survival mode and focus on one task at a time. Then once I realize I’m strong enough to do
this, I need to remember why I even want to do this…Who am I doing this for?
I’m running myself into the ground, but I’m doing it for my daughter and my husband. My biggest wish is to have a life that is peaceful and restful. My
daddy helped me realize that I have to work so hard now in order to not work that hard later on down the line. My family is my driving force in this so I
don’t have to worry about anything. I work hard now in order to enjoy myself and my family later. I just have to remember that when things get tough.
The master’s program isn’t easy, but nothing worth having is easy. I’ll keep on so my daughter and husband can enjoy life with me. I want to make my