Sarah Thyr – Psychology

My first school was NS school of Art and Design.. I would finally decide to pursue my bachelor of arts degree in psychology at the University of Saint John.

My journey has been a long one. My education took longer as I had switched back and forth from part time to full time. And as it nears completion, I also near a new beginning. When in high school many of us do not know what to do with the rest of our lives. Only that we must choose something. My degree turned out to be in psychology, Bachelor of Arts. High school had been a major academic struggle for me. But I never gave up. That strength would carry me through and to my final years of university.

The first post secondary institution I attended was the Nova Scotia School of Art and Design. Through a process of switching schools back and forth I would finally decide to pursue my Bachelor of Arts degree in Psychology at the University of New Brunswick, Saint John campus.

For reasons I will not mention here, attending a normal full course load was not an option. But through many years of study and pulling my hair out I arrived at my final year. Little did I know this would be the most difficult year of my life.

Aside from moving a few times there were much more pressing problems. One was that while my grandmother was terminally ill, I had to have minor surgery due to a major infection. Not being able to sit in a classroom chair comfortably would pail in comparison to the grief I felt when my grandmother died on September 25th 2010. Even so, aside from missing a few days of school I remained vigilant.

After everything that happened, I gradually regained my enthusiasm for school. I was nearing the end of what had been a mental, physical, and emotional struggle. Then I was struck by tragedy again. On February 21st, 2011, I received a call from a doctor in the emergency room. She regretfully informed me that my brother had died in an accident. My brother although difficult at times, had been my best friend in life. We were one year apart and shared many memories. Although I still have a sister, and love her very much, my brother and I had much in common. Nothing could have made me more sad. I contemplated postponing my education. But I thought “ I have come this far and I am not giving up”.

As I am writing this I am in my final class and am halfway through and am pretty sure it will be my final class for this degree.

I hope my brief story will encourage those of you who are struggling to keep working at it. There is a light at the end of the tunnel. Also remember to enjoy the ride. Nothing can replace the academic and social experience of a postsecondary education. I wish you all luck. And remember it does not hurt to ask for help.