I seem to be feeling like this a lot lately. Sometimes, choice is bad. When I didn't know how many Psychology graduate programs were out there, I thought I was overwhelmed. I had no idea. Jesus, these programs are everywhere! Luckily, I have some amazing teachers who have been through the process and have a lot of good advice. I am also moving from full-time work to part-time work. I am gaining 24 hours every week so I can excel. Yikes, no more excuses.
This whole process just makes me feel old. I have zero time to take in between my Bachelor's Degree and graduate school. This means I have to know where I want to go to graduate school and know how I will do on my GRE like, yesterday.
I just need to remember to breathe. I know that it will work out, but the stress case in me apparently needs to freak out. Good times.
But at least after my meeting with my Statistics and Research Methods professor, I have at least one lead on a Forensic Psychology program. That's good news. It is also in New York. I'm scared to death to move that far away, but maybe I need that. I need to know that I can survive, no matter where I'm placed. And to be honest, I love New York. So, that's exciting.
Awesome, I just found out this school is not yet accredited. Excellent. Back to the old drawing board...
