The Finish Line

Well, it's been a long, hard slog.

Is taking ten years to complete a three year degree some kind of record?

And here it is. Tomorrow I will finish my dissertation. Then it's a few essays and one little exam. In 29 days time I will finally be done with it.

It's hard to describe my emotions right now. That's partly because I'm so tired that it's hard for me to feel them in the first place.

Relief. Pride. Anxiety. Exhaustion.

I have come such a long way. Will I feel more whole in a month's time? Will I stop this desparate drive to prove I am worthy that has fuelled all my actions over the past decade? It is hard to imagine that I will feel so very different. I already feel different.