Well, I've had a rubbish day, a rubbish week and a rubbish month really. I can't focus and am overwhelmed by what I need to do and so haven't done anything remotely productive for ages.
I left the office early, having accomplished nothing but sick of staring at the pc. On my way out the gates I bumped into another student, 3 years ahead of me with the same supervisor who asked me how my work was going (he's a really nice, helpful guy but our office is like a library and chatting is heavily frowned up so I don't get to talk with him much). I was pretty honest about the position I'm in workwise and he basically told me (in the nicest possible way) to get on with things as he would be concerned if he were in my position after this length of time. Now I'm pretty panicked. I have definitely been feeling like I've been threading water for a while and I know that everyone works at a different pace but what he said has made me doubt my abilities and suitability for this PhD. I have been contemplating for a while if I made the right decision in accepting the offer and this conversation has reinforced those doubts. At the moment I am sitting at home waiting for bf to return to distract me (relationship also failing so we never discuss important stuff anymore) an my mood is swinging between determination to work harder and make progress and just throwing in the towel before it becomes obvious to everyone that I am making an absolute mess of the opportunity I've been give.
Sorry for hijacking this thread - rant now officially over.
Well done to everyone who has achieved their goals, however small (up)