First of all, I post my story here, because I love this sub. Also, sorry for my English, I´m from Latinoamerica.
With this story I seek to vent from these last years of 💩💩 that happened because of the master's degree.
Context: at the beginning of the year 2018 and just after graduating from my biology degree, I decided to do my master's degree in water resources at La Salle University in Bogota, I decided to do this for my undergraduate thesis director, a professor whom I had high esteem and that on many occasions she supported me both academically and with family problems, she suggested that I enroll in this new master's degree that she had decided to open at the university. I, all ingenious decided to pay attention to her.
During 2018 and 2019, things went unnoticed, a lot was learned and important colleagues met, but the ordeal began with the thesis. What at the beginning was a year of work was developed in almost three years. And sadly, the professor who was now my master's thesis director had completely changed, she avoided meeting with me, she slowed down the corrections of the document, to the point where up to a month could pass between sending her the document and revising it, each correction had less sense or even had to rewrite the entire document again about four times. And although it is true that the pandemic slowed down the process, the problem worsened throughout 2022 to the point where I had to go to the house to ask for asylum to see if she corrected it or not. And even so, she avoided reviewing the documents as much as possible, making excuses. In short, it was a horrible period and more and more the university gave me less time to deliver the document. A week ago, the university notified me that I have to have the document ready before May 10 or if they are not thinking of combining another 8 million (what the semester is worth and money that I do not have) so that I can do a new semester and between the document. I implored my tutors, especially the professor to review my document, but now she says that it is the date that the document needs correction, too many corrections, and that it is up to her to decide whether or not I have to pay this semester. She now hates me because she says I'm lazy and stupid and don't write, even though I've already published in scientific journals.
To this day and with almost 5 years in the master's degree, I am already revising the final version of the document with the slightest hope that she will read it and be minimally decent so that her heart will soften and say that she is waiting for next Tuesday. I'm in bad shape, this last year I've had panic attacks because of my thesis and I've had to take painkillers.
If you read this far, I want to thank you. For now, I have to have hope and see what other options I have with an appointment I have with the dean.
