Depression

This is my dear friend Silvia, who has been checking in on me ever since I fell into severe depression since I found out that PhD supervisor was not accepting of my decision to defer the offer and had now moved on to another candidate. He mentioned that he felt that the money that were offering me was not enough. Whilst partly true my decision was more a family decision than personal. PhD students are paid less and that’s something I knew from beforehand, and it also meant that I would not be able to contribute to my family which they have now explicitly asked since my father’s heart attack. All of this mean I have lost out on my dream.

Silvia has been wonderful in her attempts to speak to me.