Hi all,
Looking for, I don't know, a hand-hold or advice or just connection or something...
I graduated with my PhD in late 2016. I had a terrible viva experience and major revisions, but I got it in and graduated. However, I parked my thesis for a while because emotions and anxiety. I have a contract with Routledge for a book (not based on my thesis) in a series. I have had several extensions to the original deadline, but am still finding it hard to attain any kind of momentum. I am still very motivated to research and write it, but I find it so hard to manage my time with parenting and the work I do that pays the bills. My current deadline is July 31st and I have zero hope of making that. I'm not under any illusions about job prospects in academia, but neither do I want to stagnate, and I would like to eventually publish my doctoral research.
On top of fairly bitty hourly-paid lecturing that offers no guaranteed income from one semester to the next, I do a lot of freelance proofreading and editing. I sometimes have multiple deadlines a week (occasionally a day) and I find it very difficult to do any kind of research/writing when I have a ticking clock over my head. My house is a tip for the same reason. I feel guilty if I do any housework other than the day-to-day things like dishes. I find it difficult to turn down proofreading/editing work because of very deep-seated fears about money and again because there is no guaranteed income. It's also very difficult switching between proofreading scientific/medical articles and trying to focus on my own work (humanities - Classics). I feel like I have mental whiplash all the time. With lockdown etc. and no real employment/institutional status, I have had no access to academic libraries in the last year, and no dedicated workspace.
My partner works in retail with a fairly meagre salary, which doesn't help with my money anxieties. He is not great in terms of work around the house and I don't think that will change at this stage. We have one DD, almost 11, who I know feels like I work too much and I feel guilty about her all the time, particularly because she is an only child.
All of this means that I have no "legitimate" time off where I am not feeling bad about not researching/writing/spending time with DD/hoovering up cobwebs and mopping floors.
I know something has to give, but I have no idea how to get unstuck. Just wondering whether anyone has found themselves in a similar situation. I feel like I am drowning a lot of the time. I'm 40 and feel like I am failing at life. Is this just how it is?
Sorry for the long post.