Basically, the past month was a roller coaster for me. I was sucked into the academic job market, pulled myself out of it, and now I’m pretty much that dude from the Mad Men intro sequence. Leaving academia sucks. I’ll write more about that later, but meanwhile I think Mama Nervosa’s post gets to the center of it. Leaving academia sucks (yes, I wrote the same sentence twice).
If you are thinking “nobody get’s sucked into the academic job market. There are hundreds of new jobless PhDs every year to prove there is no suction going on” you are right. The academic job market is welcoming only to the smallest possible group. It’s also possible this is all in my head and this “suction” I feel is really just me, simultaneously struggling with the decision to leave academia and in denial about struggling with this decision. My point is that I am nostalgic about the calm feeling I had when I had already made up my mind about leaving but I was still just an ABD about to start the last year of grad school. Now that I’m actually leaving, the world is a dark and confusing place. On the bright side, I have a lot of writing material now. I’ll organize it into posts over the coming weeks.