Earlier this year, I completed my final exams for my Master’s in clinical psychology—a significant milestone I had eagerly anticipated for a long time. Pursuing this degree was something I had put off repeatedly over the years. There was always a reason to wait: my family, my children, the demands of daily life. Like many, I set aside personal goals to prioritize my family, grappling with the self-doubt that often comes with returning to academia.

Starting the program, I felt the initial excitement give way to anxiety and pressure, and at times, I wondered if I could make it through. Yet, I found unexpected support in my colleagues. Their openness and willingness to share their own challenges became a lifeline, showing me the power of vulnerability in professional circles—a new experience for me, as I've always been more reserved about my personal struggles.

I didn’t quit. Instead, I connected with others, formed acquaintances, and even made a few friends. Admittedly, making meaningful friendships in this stage of life feels more challenging, but it’s also deeply rewarding. Now, as I await my viva, I am reconnecting with the self-care practices I had neglected. I am writing again, bursting with new ideas I want to explore to help others—a process that, I realise, also helps me. Extending compassion to myself, as I do with others, has been a profound lesson.

So, I invite you to join me on this journey of self-discovery, wellness, awareness, and forgiveness. Am I still anxious? Absolutely. Excited? Beyond words. Uncertain? Of course. But I am ready—ready to embrace this new chapter with a commitment to grow and thrive.