*Apologies in advance for the somewhat personal nature of this post*
A lot can change in six months.
I've spent a large chunk of that time eating humble pie, (some) of my words and reversing foolish, ill-thought-out decisions I made when I was younger and far more idealistic/stupid than I am now. Mostly, this concerns my education and career path.
As I mentioned many moons ago, I declined to attend university and chose to spend a few years at automotive college learning about cars. At the time, I had hit rock bottom, both mentally and physically, and this was my way of taking a break from academia and healing up. I enjoyed it immensely, it must be said.
Earlier this year, I was enrolled at a university and accepted onto a degree programme to study one of the natural sciences (which my academic background already consists of). I was ecstatic, not least because it seemed as though I was finally able to resume my life and begin to progress once more - hence the title of this thread.
Returning to education after a 5 year absence was a huge shock, not least because I was suddenly surrounded by people far younger than me, with huge gulfs in personality and outlook on life (amongst other things). Everything was familiar and yet just subtly different enough to throw me off, reminiscent of the 'uncanny valley' effect. Truly surreal.
Also new to me was the general hostility and aggressiveness towards males that pervaded the campus. I have experienced this before, but was genuinely surprised at just how accepted and indeed normalised misandry is in such an environment. I often feel as though I am treading on eggshells just via my mere presence (and possession of a Y chromosome).
Also of note is the level of passive-aggressive behaviour amongst the students. No-one seems to meet up after lectures and socialise in the bar over a beer or two. People have no qualms about using others for their own gain and ditching them when convenient. As for the women, let us just say that a university campus is the best MGTOW recruitment agency ever devised.
I survived. I've been challenged and stretched in ways I never even thought possible, and I'm content. After all, I willingly signed up for this - to push, to discover, to exist on 'the outer edges of the envelope', as it were, and still yearn for that which is hiterto unknown.
Merry Christmas, brothers.