I’d planned to blog about the imposter phenomenon today, but it’s just going to have to wait until later in the week.
I have phone interview #5 tomorrow afternoon, and am totally stuck on preparing for it. I’ve been staring at a blank sheet of paper for 15 minutes and can’t think of any questions I want to ask the faculty interviewers tomorrow. Needless to say, this does not bode well for the interview itself.
Yes, I know I am burned out… believe me, I’ve been trying to just muddle through it for over a week now. I’m hoping that I’ll feel better after this week’s massage, haircut, and visit with a friend who is in town for a conference this week. Unfortunately all of these are scheduled after the phone interview, and thus cannot help me gear up for it.
I should feel excited about this interview because it’s with a great mid-sized state-funded university on the east coast. The teaching load is agreeable (3/3), and I’m starting to think that this would be a decent balance for me instead of all research all the time. We’d have our choice of airports, so Hubby would be able to keep his current job easily. Plus, we’d even be within a reasonable driving distance to a church of Hubby’s faith, something that will probably/definitely not happen anywhere else. From what I can tell over the internet, the community seems nice, but it’s just so urban/suburban. After 3 years in our mid-sized urban neighborhood, Hubby and I are definitely feeling the need to relocate to a place where we’d have more than 6 feet between our windows and our neighbors’ windows. I can’t definitively tell if this would be the case in the neighborhoods we can afford.
[Later]. I made up my list of questions. I’ll get through the interview and will take it as it comes.
I was just contacted for an informal “conference interview” (i.e., “If you will be at X conference later this week, we’d love to meet with you and talk about the position”). As it happens, I’m not going to the conference but live in the geographic area and can meet with them anyway. So I guess this means I could have two initial interviews this week instead of just one. At least I will have implemented my anti-burnout plan by the time the 2nd initial interview rolls around.
The bigger worry in this jumbled post… I am so burned out that I am totally unmotivated and am having trouble making myself work on much of anything at all. I can’t tell, however, if I’m just burned out after an extended high-stress period, or if this is leading to something worse (i.e., another episode of depression).
All I can make myself do is work on another couple of job applications…. one at a so-so college in my home state, and another at a small, strong college in another state. I am struggling to work on papers, even those that are nearly ready for submission. For example, my supervisor sent paper changes back to me over the weekend. For the most part they are pretty easy, yet today I have struggled to string together 2-3 coherent sentences about how we operationalized a particular construct. I certainly can’t make those sentences fit anywhere in the paper. Most of all… I just don’t *feel* like doing any of it.
What’s more is that I can’t tell if this is hormonal (e.g., PMDD-related, or due to the progesterone-only birth control pills I started taking 2 months ago) or situational. It’s probably both, but regardless, I can’t make it better if I don’t know what’s causing it.





4 responses so far ↓
Jeff // November 6, 2007 at 7:32 pm
Sometimes you have to let yourself unwind and the motivation will come back.
I’m interested in the “imposter phenomenon” that you mentioned at the beginning of the post. I believe Hallowell mentioned that it’s fairly common feeling among A.D.D.ers.
Best of luck on the mid-size university. Sounds like a great gig.
Jeff // November 7, 2007 at 12:24 pm
FYI…this was posted at The Chronicle on imposter syndrome.
See: http://chronicle.com/free/v54/i11/11a00101.htm
Addled Academic // November 12, 2007 at 11:08 am
Thanks for the link. I’ve known about the imposter syndrome first hand for a while. It sucks, and academic culture really needs to do more to combat it. I just wish there was a solution…
a lower IQ princess // March 31, 2009 at 11:27 am
I see what I get now when I start out MY job search with googling “unmotivated job search”.
Try being UNSKILLED and motivated! My last job (4 yrs 9 mos) was with Target. A corporation hell bent on sucking every ounce of joy from its employees bone marrow. So many options and still no motivation? Try feeling totally irrelevant and dispossible. Yes I know the college grads feel too supieror to me to care. After all I am the one who is under educated. Sooooooo use to that mentality. I deserve what I get. yada yada yada. Do relize not everyone is destine to be an academian. Some of us just do NOT do well at schooling. Low I.Q. and maybe bad geneology. Destine to be a working drone. NOW THAT doesn’t motivate! I have to ask myself what job is least likely to suck so much as to make me suicidial. THOSE are my options. But motivation will come. I will get so freaking bored and feel absolutely worthless enough that I will get up and go get another joy devowering – work for anotherb @sshole job again. And the “tollerate it day by soul eatting day” cycle will start again. Now how do I sell myself and not let THAT attitude shine threw? I know go spend a hundred bucks (just guessing at the cost cuz I am sure I wouldn’t know) and get a message at a pampered princess day spa. Nah its creaper to self indulge and write this bitchy blog. We do have something in common princess. We are both feeling a bit sorry for ourselves. Here >>> I <<<>>> L <<<<<< hand in the shape of a L in the middle of the forehead. My mind just does not work the way it should. Obsessive compulsive here. I find it hard to concentrate. I am very forgetul. Emotional as hell. Self conscience to the point of even dilusional paranoid. People just don’t think about me as much as I worry that they do. So I am grandiose in my feelings of worthlessness. People really don’t care enough about me for me to feel so much like a mountain of steaming shit. Did I mention I am extremely graphic in my verbosity? In example o myb shitulness. I actual had the nerve to forget my daughters birthday. She turned 25 two days after I gave up/fed up QUIT my job on friday the 13th. So that weekend I was thinking about THAT not her.
I started out monday the 16th full of determination. Spent the whole day online filling out one app ater another. In between apps I was a whirling tornado of a housewife. BUSY BUSY BUSY. Now I find it hard to get up, eat, shower, and do anything. I absolutely loath the idea of interviewing. Even though I put up with a really horrible job sistuation and kept on keeping on for so long. I really hate that I quit with out finding a diferent job FIRST.
But I was in the H.R. office about to be wrote up (1st write up) and couldn’t stand THAT. It was pretty much my ONLY success left to me there. And they were going to rip it away. Grant it a write up isn’t a fire. But you see TARGET just never writes up its people. Especially those really really deserving it. And I really truly was trying to do my best at my job. Trying to feel proud of myself as an employee. And I have been looking already for a job. I have regretted taking the new postion I took and been pretty miserable since. But I kept at it for my husband sake. To bring in income and support him supporting us.