There seem to be a lot of posts on here from people who have just started uni and realised it's not what they expected, but has anyone else gone into their second year and found it to be absolutely miserable?
I had a really good first year overall, living with some great people in halls with plenty of stuff going on. I worked hard, enjoyed various socities, and basically felt like I was really settled here. I never wanted to go home when the holidays came around. I can't quite believe how different the second year has turned out to be. I'm living in a nice house with really nice people but I'm not as close to them as I was to some of my friends last year, and I really miss having people I can genuinely confide in. I meet up with my old friends when I can but distance and schedules have made it incredibly hard. My course is tolerable because I do like the subject, but very hard, and now that everything counts the stress is really getting to me. I'm not inspired by the modules we're covering and find the workload a lot to handle.
I thought it would just take me a little while to get settled in, but after 6 weeks back if anything it's worse and I am longing for Christmas. I've started to spend weekends going home or visiting friends at other universities and have a fantastic time when I'm with the people I love. Back here, though, I feel down and uninspired and just so fed up.
Perhaps part of the problem was that I worked full-time over the summer, thoroughly enjoyed myself, met some amazing people, had a great sense of self-worth and enjoyed having my weekends to myself. Now I'm overwhelmed with boring difficult work and surrounded by people who, although genuinely nice, I don't 'click' with. I feel completely, spectacularly homesick (I barely ever felt homesick last year) and although I keep expecting it to, it just isn't subsiding.
I'm not really looking for advice because there's no decision to be made. After a year and a bit here, I will stick it out because I want a degree. However, I'm just utterly fed up with being here, and I wonder if anyone else feels like this.
I feel like there's nothing to be here for, nothing keeping me here, apart from the slog of a degree which is all about the end result and not about enjoying the journey.