doing adulthood one mess at a time

beginnings.

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This blog has been a project two or so years in the making. Despite writing quite a few draft posts and thinking a lot about what I would like to publish here, I could never get myself to actually start. What did I have to say? And why would anyone actually listen?

My thinking shifted recently when I was accepted to a few graduate nursing programs and was frantically, ravenously trying to find ANY information about the experiences of actual students as they made their way through these programs. Any first person narrative of what an average student in these programs thought or felt or experienced was suddenly of paramount importance to me. It’s really easy to find academic information about graduate programs, but it is way more difficult to get students’ honest, unfiltered opinions about them. I am nerdy (hence the grad school applications) and compulsively research before making decisions (hence the months-long search for my latest coffee maker) – figuring out where to go to school was no different.

I was somewhat shocked to find that it was difficult to track down great first-person blogs about the programs I was considering. After weeks of intense googling, I had only come up with four or five really informative options. (And, it should be noted, this dearth was made all the more painful by how incredibly informative the blogs that I *did* find were.) I decided that, once I settled on a school, I would start a blog.

So, I am writing here to give others some (extremely subjective) information on my experience and also to keep a record, for myself, of what this process was like so that I can remember it later. I have been warned that direct entry nursing programs move so quickly that everything becomes a blur and you end up processing how you felt about events much later. This is my attempt to remember, and to make that processing easier.

Since I am just jumping in and starting, I have no idea how this blog will turn out. I may abandon it in three weeks. The writing may never actually improve (sorry, y’all). But I’m excited to see what happens.

A

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