Long story short, I started an MA this autumn. The MA wasn’t exactly what I wanted to do and I’d had offers from better places to do a subject that I was far more interested in ( they’re only slightly different in real life but made a huge difference to me)
anyway, the course I chose was because they offered me a huge discount and I’m skint basically. I have children, one who’s disabled, I am still renovating my house ( me doing all the work because im poor) I have a job and zero family support so my childcare bills are high too. This course was the only way I could bag an MA within the year which would allow me to get my PhD funding.
I’m a very self led student, managed a first with an average over 80 for my BA without attending more than 15 sessions the whole course ( they did post everything on line which was great) My project was very well received. I did most of the work at night while the kids slept which allowed me to work and keep on top of life.
you know where this is going probably…
The MA is a literal nightmare, couldn’t be less interesting. Lots of attendance for the sake of attendance ( 90 minute commute) and we are given last minute tasks to do which take ages then aren’t even marked or looked at so they were just ‘exercises’ . 2 other students also hate it.
I’m at a loss of what to do now because I can’t afford to ditch this and begin another MA , I’ll not get the funding and I don’t think I can afford the course I really wanted to do and got accepted for . I feel so flat and depressed though, like I want to cry each time I make my way to the uni and I’m usually so polite and cheerful, but they asked me the other day if I was ill because I was so stony faced and silent and I just blurted out ‘nah, I just really don’t want to be here today’ and put my head in my hands till I was able to sneak out and go home early. I missed the rest of the day because I couldn’t bring myself to be there. I asked to swap courses within the uni and they said it was too late so I feel like I have zero choice but to continue now. Deep regrets.
I can’t put this right can I? I’ve got to just suffer it?