House of Horror

In 6 years- I saw 12 PhD students coming and going. None of them finished. The payment was to low, the hours too long, the pressure too high and the bullying and dependencies overwhelming. How I survived the house of horror (nickname of the building)? By 2 periods abroad (hosting professor saved me and was the role model I never had), and by the sheer will to do better. Now people that work with me have to commit to these rules, we work hard, we eat well and sleep, and most of all, the basis of everything is mutual respect.

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