Former student I adore hit me up about grad school. I wanted to share my stats cause I tried to emphasize how grad school is its own monster that is only defeated by the fight in the dog and the dog’s village:

Graduated from Albany State with a B.A. in English and 3.47 GPA. Started as a bio major which wrecked my shit to a 3.009. I had to keep my scholarship to stay. English was my jam. Fought all the way back from the brink, especially after daddy’s death beginning of junior year.

Attended Indiana University for MA African American and Diaspora Studies. Graduated with a 3.8. Worked three jobs.

Attended Florida State for my PhD in English. Final GPA after coursework was 3.65. Working three jobs, grieving two dead loved ones, tryna get married, and trying to help out at home. Grad school GPA shouldn’t even be a thing. Seriously.

Kinda amused by some of the holier than thou academic shit I see on here that is supposed to weed out the worthy. Take a good look at my wounds. The scars. They’re a blueprint and a reminder. I’m worth every got damn thing I ask for.