This conversation is taking longer than I was expecting, but there is one thing I have purposely left behind. It was something deeply embedded into myself but that I'd never heard before. Never. It was the imposter.
This is the third "episode" of my PhD journey series. Where I go a teensy bit into moving abroad. Where did I go? What was so difficult about it? What did I learn? What is that I will never let myself forget?
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.