The Beginning


I am going to be a clinical psychologist.

When thinking about how to open this blog, I found it appropriate to begin with the end in mind.

I am three short months into a five year program. For me, understanding the goal is crucial to my success. Five years is a significant chunk of an already too short life and it can be easy to get lost in the mounting student loans, piles and piles of bills and endless pages of reading. What keeps me going is reminding myself that this is what I want to do and that my experiences and my hard work to this point are all stepping stones to accomplishing my dream.

So, okay, I have a "key to success" mantra. And in these first three months, I've been putting it to use, especially when dealing with the homesickness. I moved to Springfield, MO from New Jersey. I think my house is something like 1,200 miles away from the campus here in Springfield and I haven't been home since August 19th. I've lived away from home before, I've lived outside of New Jersey before, but never a 26-hour drive away from home. Pile on the demands of a graduate program and you've got a recipe for some tough days.

When the thought of the end goal just isn't getting the job done, the friendship I've found in my cohort has been my salvation... On my first day at Forest, Brittany, a third year student, told me to get to know my cohort. I believe she said, "You don't have to love them all, and believe me you won't, but out here, at times they'll be all you have..." She was right. The eclectic group of first year students has quickly become a tight-knit group. From Tuesday night dollar movies, to Thursday dinners, to Ghost Town trips, to our First Annual Thanksgiving Before Thanksgiving, we've done a lot in these few months and we've shared a lot about ourselves with each other both inside and outside of the classroom. When I've had tough days, they are always there with a hug, a smile and all the encouragement I need to stay motivated. Having a supportive group of people who know exactly what you're going through because they're going through it too is awesome! We're going to make it through together...

Sometimes you can't make it on your own. Graduate school is one of those times.

So I guess what I mean to say is: