It’s Over
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A few days after the defense and it still doesn’t feel real. I’m Dr. Santibanez now, apparently. The relief is indescribable – years of work, late nights, moments where I genuinely thought I wouldn’t make it. There were personal losses along the way that almost broke the whole thing. But I persisted, and here we are. The defense itself went better than I expected; the committee was rigorous but supportive, and I could tell they respected the work. My family was there and that meant everything. But now there’s this strange emptiness. For years, the PhD was the thing – the goal, the identity, the daily obsession. And now it’s done. What do you do when the thing that defined your days just… ends? I’m sure the answer will come, but right now I’m just going to sit with the relief for a while.
