When I accepted my first academic job as an assistant professor of criminology, I packed up my home and left my friends and family to begin a new chapter of my life 250 miles away. The new position…
I check in with students via email, host Zoom office hours, and talk on the phone with them, but the organic nature of those connections feels strained and frantic now. This isn’t tending to a garden…
I wonder if I’ll always feel anxious, jealous, tired, and insufficient even amid professional success or notable accomplishments. I imagine myself in ten years and am sure that I’ll still probably …