The High School Survival Guide. Jessica Holsman

      Welcome

      From the young age of fifteen, I knew I wanted to take on a profession that involved helping people. For many years, the thought of becoming a clinical psychologist sparked my interest. I never wanted to work in a desk job, spending the majority of my days in a high rise building, overlooking the city and its perfectly manicured gardens. Deep down, I knew that whatever I would end up doing, it needed to involve working with people, not for them. I guess that’s why I was drawn to the idea of becoming a psychologist, because I wanted to be able to connect with others; to be the one to make them feel heard and guide them through pivotal stages in their lives.

      Knowing that my performance in school was essential for helping me achieve my goal, I spent the majority of my final high school years hidden away in the school library. I was determined to pour all of my efforts into my studies and give myself the best chance of getting into one of the top universities in the state. Fueling my desire to succeed in school was my deep appreciation for my education, as I was raised to see it as a powerful tool that could be used to lead me down an avenue of endless possibilities. I just had to decide how I wanted to use it and which path to take. Growing up, my parents worked incredibly hard and made many sacrifices in order to give my sister and I an excellent education. Their efforts never went unnoticed and they certainly played a significant role in shaping my perception and the value I placed on my studies. Did I mention that my mother also happened to be a school teacher for over twenty-five years?

      Giving a majority of my time to my studies was unfortunately at the expense of my well-being, as much of the valuable time I would usually spend tending to my own personal needs was cast aside. Perhaps it was due to the immense pressure that I put on myself in my final years of school, coupled with my competitive nature and perfectionist traits that I sported from a young age? Interestingly, my parents never seemed to place any pressure on me and would even excuse me from my responsibilities around the house. I no doubt placed more than enough pressure on myself for the three of us, which must explain why! My final years in high school were there to test me; although in hindsight, the level of difficulty found in the academic assessments were no match for the emotional obstacles that I would have to learn to navigate. My primary focus was my grades, and while proud of my academic achievements, I was left feeling

      tired and burnt out by the time I graduated from my final year of school.

      It was only when I entered my first year at university and began studying my undergraduate degree in psychology at Monash University that my perception of my studies began to change. I shifted my mindset from being predominantly grade-focused to appreciating all of the opportunities that I had to expand my knowledge and grow as an individual. I began putting some much needed boundaries into place and structuring my study sessions differently, so that I wasn’t left feeling restless or overwhelmed by the increasing workload that came with my degree. In fact, I remember being pushed academically and having more work than I did in high school, yet my memories of my time at university are only positive. Much of the changes that occurred around this time are thanks to the close friendships

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