So background:
My PhD advisor-
a) asked me how I knew I had depression and wasn't just sad
b) replied to me coming out by telling me she slept with her husband and didn't know how talk of our (past) sexual partners was professional
c) told me if I took MH meds that I wouldn't be able to take credit for my PhD
She is having a way worse month than I am, and I'm having a pretty shit month. She's lost several people close to her, a beloved pet, and one of her old postdocs has cancer (I am at least one step removed from these tragedies).
I just... hope this helps her learn empathy.
Spite, pettiness, advisor issues Afficher plus
@Maenad I'm a bit touchy about these issues, for personal reasons. It amazes me there's still that privilege when we have associate professors eating out of dumpsters. I had to get out of it eventually.