I landed a brand new job. Five months later, I quit.

I’ve always been an ambitious person.

That’s probably why I didn’t think twice about starting a full-time master’s in TV Fiction Writing while planning a wedding and moving house last year.

Then, to add to the chaos, I began a new journalism job four months before my wedding in April 2025. The role involved writing for a major publication, and it was a big promotion. I was so proud of myself.

I loved my work, and I loved my postgraduate studies even more. But the workload was immense — I had one day off a week, which isn’t a lot when navigating two huge personal life events.

After the wedding...