Institutionalised inertia

In growing need of clarity, I finally reached out for help, unaware the step would only mark the beginning of a surreal and taxing journey.

Suppressing resistance

Presenting my findings to a larger audience sent waves through the system. But they swiftly faded after crashing against rocks of denial. If I wanted clarity, I’d have to press on.

Lighting the fuse

With my supervisor denying an uncomfortable truth, I was locked in place until I finally burned out. I nonetheless persisted, uncovered a smoking gun—and fired the first shot.

Solving the riddle

Two years into my PhD and with nothing to show for it, a failing side project (of all things) provided the clue that would bring clarity. Slowly, but surely, a harsh truth emerged.

Through the mind grinder

As the pandemic swept the world, my PhD project continued unchanged: utterly stuck. Its stubborn refusal to progress slowly took a toll. But despite mental decline, I would ultimately find what caused the problem.

Setting the scene

I considered myself lucky to find back into science. But in place of success, doubt slowly crept in.

Blowing the scientific whistle

This post is the start of an on-going series. You can get an overview here. The most jarring experience of my life has been blowing the whistle in science. It’s a lonely walk that takes a lot of courage, dedication, persistence. Not just in the moment, but the long