Plot Twist: I Quit Journalism

It’s been months since I last wrote anything here, and no, this wasn’t a strategic content break or a mindful digital detox. It was more a mix of life, overthinking, doubting, and occasionally pretending everything was totally fine.

Spoiler: it wasn’t.

I’m quitting journalism. There, I said it. Just like that, in the middle of a paragraph. Next year, I’ll be starting English Language and Culture at the University of Groningen. And somehow, that feels like failure, relief, chaos, and a tiny bit of main character energy—all at once.

Because journalism was never “just” a degree to me. It was an idea. An identity. Something I clung to, even when it stopped fitting. Even when I caught myself thinking do I actually want this? more often than this feels right.

And yes, I tried. I really did. With resits, positive mindset moments, dramatic inner monologues, and conversations that always started with “but what if I quit…”. But the longer I stayed, the clearer it became: this wasn’t my path anymore. Admitting that felt like giving up at first. Now it mostly feels like making space.

So: English. Literature. Culture. Analyzing why a sentence is beautiful instead of why a headline has to perform. Reading without thinking about deadlines. Writing because I want to, not because I have to. It’s scary, because starting over never looks cute from the inside. But staying somewhere you’ve already outgrown? Even scarier.

Maybe this is my pattern: starting things with full conviction, learning everything I can from them, and then being honest enough to say this no longer fits. That’s not failure. That’s growth. (Wow. Very mature of me.)

So no, I didn’t disappear. I was just busy figuring out who I am without the label “journalism student.” Turns out I’m still someone who writes, doubts, drinks too much coffee, and overthinks everything

just soon in English.

I’m back. With new plans, new stories, and probably the same amount of chaos. Stay tuned.

Because if there’s one thing I’ve learned these past months, it’s this: sometimes getting lost is exactly how you find your way somewhere else.

Published on: 13-01-2026 16:01 Edited on: 20-02-2026 14:30