I was pretty tired of being a college student when it when it came to an end. I wouldn’t wish a Ph.D. program on anyone. It was truly too much of a good thing.
If I had it to do all over again, I would have stopped after receiving the Masters of Fine Arts in Creative Writing. There were things I learned getting the Ph.D. that took me decades to unlearn, things like how to effectively hop through political hoops, or how to not sleep because there’s too much work due, or how to ignore those you care most about because you have an essay that must be completed by the end of the week.
The M.F.A. was fun. And, the students in the program were fun, creative, engaging. My Masters thesis was a collection of poetry–how cool is that? I should have stopped my formal education long before it ended; but how can you learn that lesson unless you put yourself in the position to do so?