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so easy to dream, but so hard to say goodnight.

Ask me anything   working on my MA in literature (does anyone want to discuss intersections of gender, religion, and colonialism in 18th century irish and/or transatlantic literature with me? no? your loss.) at a D1 university in the inland northwest, where the whiskey flows freely and the coffee tastes like pencil shavings. i am what would happen if cj cregg, britta perry, peggy olson, and liz lemon could collectively procreate; it's exactly as weird as it sounds.

on academic insecurity.

It seems like all the other women in their early 20’s in my cohort are constantly going on and on about how they’re not good enough to be here, how they feel misplaced, how everyone else is better than them, and it kind of bums me out because we’re the only demographic who seems to have this particular social media skill in our wheelhouse. 

It also makes me somewhat uncomfortable, because I feel like I’m alienating myself by not participating in this particular ritual - a la the body-berating scene in Mean Girls - but, frankly, I don’t feel awful about myself, and if I did, I’d keep it to myself. But every so often, I get this nagging feeling that I don’t feel this way because I’m doing something wrong, somewhere along the line.

Realistically, it’s probably that: a) this isn’t the field I plan on working in, so I’m not all that worked up about proving myself, and b) I was admitted early and heavily recruited to come here, so, you know, we’re starting at a base-line knowledge that they think I’m better than adequate. But what if I’m missing something? Is this how the Debbie Downer Facebook statuses start?

— 8 months ago with 28 notes
#no one can make you feel misplaced when you already know you're misplaced but apparently they can make you feel paranoid