I got my PhD in 2015 – you would have known, because I would have told you! How do you know someone has gotten a doctorate? They tell you! Look, I loved the title and the red gown – not going to lie – but that is not why I told people. After the extreme suffering and isolation brought about by a PhD, I really just wanted to let others know that I survived. That I’m alive. That they must please welcome me back. That I do want to be a part of life although I may have lost some social skills along the way.
Some people never make it back to normality after a PhD, and I think that as a society, we should make an effort to change that. Please help them.
By the time I became Dr Cindé Grey, I had been a gig entrepreneur for about 10 years. For a moment, I considered 9 to 5 full-time employment… it was the worst minute of my life 😉
I’m not lazy (I keep telling myself), I’ve just developed a “work personality” that does not fit well in a corporate structure. My creativity and productivity peak at different times during the day, and not at all on some days! I needed the freedom to allow myself the space and pace to perform at my best.
After my PhD, I got married, raised a puppy, cut my hair, did amazing work :-), completed two more degrees (!) …and I only have a picture of my hair!
I lie, I have 7 871 312 217 pics of my puppy on my phone, 5 of my husband, and… yup…. that is about it.
Many things happened during that time – I made plans, had dreams, a vision of the future. And then we got the bug. I don’t want to write the name, because I don’t want to be flagged as clickbait or be banned. Anyway, you know what I’m talking about. Next time, I’ll tell you how that changed my career.
