Amelia
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I officially handed in my politics dissertation last week (international relations, specifically about soft power in Southeast Asia
) and I've been in this weird post-dissertation haze where I don't know what to do with my hands. Do I... relax?? Is that allowed?? 
Anyway, my uni asked us to submit a reflective statement about the insights gained dissertation journey and how it's shaped us as researchers. I thought it would be a boring box-ticking exercise, but honestly? It made me cry a little.
Not in a sad way, but in a "I can't believe I did that" way.
Here's the thing nobody tells you: the dissertation is as much about you as it is about the topic. I went in thinking I'd become an expert on soft power. And I did, kinda. But the real expertise I gained was about myself. I learned that I work best in short, intense bursts (Pomodoro technique saved my life
). I learned that I need deadlines, even fake ones I create myself. I learned that I'm actually good at analysis when I stop overthinking and just trust my brain.
I also learned that loneliness is real during this process. I spent so many hours alone in the library, just me and my laptop and 47 open tabs. My friends didn't understand why I kept saying no to nights out. My family thought I was exaggerating about how much work it was. But then I found this forum, and other dissertation people, and realized I wasn't alone at all. The insights gained dissertation journey includes realizing you need community, even if it's just virtual high-fives from strangers.
Also, a practical insight: backup your work in three places. Google Drive, USB stick, email to yourself. I nearly lost a chapter to a corrupted file and I genuinely saw my life flash before my eyes. Learn from my terror.
Anyway, my uni asked us to submit a reflective statement about the insights gained dissertation journey and how it's shaped us as researchers. I thought it would be a boring box-ticking exercise, but honestly? It made me cry a little.
Here's the thing nobody tells you: the dissertation is as much about you as it is about the topic. I went in thinking I'd become an expert on soft power. And I did, kinda. But the real expertise I gained was about myself. I learned that I work best in short, intense bursts (Pomodoro technique saved my life
I also learned that loneliness is real during this process. I spent so many hours alone in the library, just me and my laptop and 47 open tabs. My friends didn't understand why I kept saying no to nights out. My family thought I was exaggerating about how much work it was. But then I found this forum, and other dissertation people, and realized I wasn't alone at all. The insights gained dissertation journey includes realizing you need community, even if it's just virtual high-fives from strangers.
Also, a practical insight: backup your work in three places. Google Drive, USB stick, email to yourself. I nearly lost a chapter to a corrupted file and I genuinely saw my life flash before my eyes. Learn from my terror.