Moving, starting a new job, meeting new people, re-entering the world of homework: For many (myself admittedly at the forefront) these are often cringe-worthy topics. Certainly, many transitions in life are accompanied by a certain sense of anticipation and excitement, but I want to be very candid in this blog, and in doing so, I must admit, I have spent the summer primarily overwhelmed, frightened, and anxious about any one of these tasks. I don't know if it was the prospect of uprooting myself from the life and friends that I had known for the past few years, or the looming task of driving halfway across the country with a motion-sick cat, or even just the general trepidation of having homework again after a (lovely) year-long hiatus. Whatever the cause, I was nervous, to say the least. I had spent the summer at home with my parents and my brother, surrounded by home-cooked meals, free rent, and cable television, and given my past experiences with "moving on" in life, I didn't have high hopes that what was to come would be particularly savory.
I had chosen to enter the Psy.D. program at MSPP, knowing that it felt like an awesome fit. I felt so at home at this school, and knew that it would provide the nurturing, academically challenging, and stimulating environment that I needed. Even then, any change is hard, and I fully expected to be confronted with some longing for that free rent and cable television of the summer.
I can honestly say-and I wouldn't write this if it wasn't true-that my predictions have been proven entirely wrong. Maybe it's my age, or the fact that I had really done my research this time, but since moving here, I have yet to fall asleep one night feeling disappointed, sad, or frustrated by what I am doing.
Undoubtedly, I can chock up much of this comfort to some self-preservational strategies. I took extra care in finding a living situation that would support my schedule well. I make time to assure I am well-fed and well-rested. I have made social interactions a high priority so as not to wallow in any negative feelings I may encounter alone. However, everytime I walk into MSPP, I am reminded of the great foundation that is being provided for me at school-the reason why I came here in the first place.
Air conditioning aside, MSPP has consistently proven to be a warm environment from the first day of orientation. The faculty and staff appear unflappable. Given the immense mount of organization and complex arranging that goes into just one student's class schedule, practicum site, and all of the details that go along with both, I would have expected encountering some stress or "hiccups" by now. But, just as the name implies, MSPP has proven to be nothing less than professional in handling all of these things. My professors have all blown me away with their accomplishments and their ginuine interest in the students. Classes are only in their second or third week, but are moving at a whirlwind pace.
I will be sure to keep you updated on how things progress. Though I am sure that as the semester progresses, I will face many challenges and that overwhelming feeling that accompanied me for much of my summer in anticipation of moving, but for now I feel good. I feel confident, prepared, and engaged in a great program that is both aware of the excitement and trepidation of it's students, and is doing a great job of attending to those things.