This story begins from its end. Or somewhere in the middle. It starts with the end of a PhD, with long months spent trying to understand my next move. What was I doing? Where was I going? So many doubts. Among all of them, one thing was sure: my PhD was not going to define me.
You will think that a Ph.D. is a difficult journey. I am not here to contradict you. And in a different country is maybe even worse, but mine, just changed my life.