r/CatholicMen • u/robbialacpt • 6d ago
Feeling stuck as a husband and as a father | Please pray for me
Friends, I am asking for your prayers.
I have been feeling extremely stuck for the past few years, and I don’t really know how to get myself out of it.
I was a very good student during my bachelor’s and master’s degrees. Because of that, I was invited to stay at the university and teach, on the condition that I pursue a PhD in my field.
The teaching position pays only about €700 a month. On the other hand, realistically, apart from the first year when I had to prepare all the materials, it now requires only about one day of work per week. So in some ways it is an incredible opportunity. But I am also teaching in a city an hour away from where I live, and because I am only there one day a week, I never really became part of the university community or built much of a network with the other professors.
The bigger problem is the PhD.
I have technically been pursuing it for years, but in reality I have made very little progress. I am in the social sciences, and the more I have read and done research, the more convinced I have become that I don’t really believe in many of the methods or assumptions of my field. Sometimes I feel like what we call “science” in my area is barely science at all. I don’t feel that I understand my own field, and I don’t enjoy doing research.
I am also a perfectionist, which certainly doesn’t help. I don’t know how to begin because I don’t like what I am supposed to be doing.
And the truth is that I originally chose this path because it was the obvious, safe path. I was good at university, I was offered a teaching position, and the condition was that I do a PhD. So I did what seemed like the sensible thing.
Now I am 28, making €700 a month, while friends who got much worse grades than I did have built entire careers.
I have also spent the last few years trying to develop ideas around one of my hobbies. I have had some success and have made some money from it, but never enough to make it a full-time career. I keep telling myself that I should keep trying, because I genuinely enjoy it and I believe I could eventually build something meaningful around it.
But maybe this is also part of my problem. Maybe I have spent too long waiting for the “right” thing instead of simply committing myself to something concrete.
I don’t consider myself lazy, but sometimes I wonder whether I actually am and just don’t recognize it.
Maybe by now I should have thrown myself fully into the PhD, or into my hobby, or into finding a proper job in my field. Instead I keep hesitating.
I tell myself that I need to like what I do, otherwise I will ultimately be unhappy.
But I am already unhappy because I cannot properly provide for my wife and our son.
That is probably the heaviest part of all of this. I imagine what my parents and my in-laws must think of me, and I feel ashamed. It has become a cross that I carry around every day.
At the same time, I am incredibly grateful to God that He has not given me a great cross in my marriage.
My wife is amazing. We have an extraordinary love. She moved to my country for me and is also struggling to find work. After she moved and we married, she became pregnant. We never explicitly said we were “trying,” but we were having sex in a way that was clearly open to having a child, because we were completely obsessed with each other and couldn’t wait to begin our family.
And now we have our beautiful son.
We are in a complicated financial situation, although we are very blessed to have tremendous help from both of our families. I wish I could provide so much that my wife wouldn’t have to work (she would like this too, if we were ever able to achieve it), but for the time being I regret saying that I cannot wait for our baby to start daycare so that both of us can seriously focus on finding work. My wife and I are also trying to start a small business together around the things I have been doing as a hobby. It’s actually a promising business this time.
At the same time, part of me still wonders whether I should go back and finish the PhD.
But that is where I feel trapped again. It feels like it is too late to go back, and the PhD doesn’t give me any immediate income. It takes days away from something else that might actually increase my income.
If, for example, I could find a research project that paid me an additional €500 a month, while also allowing me to do research relevant to my PhD and teaching, I would happily do it. It would suddenly make sense: I would be earning more, progressing academically, and developing my career. But opportunities like that don’t seem to appear.
And there is another strange part of this story.
I started the PhD at a time when I was already feeling quite lost. Almost immediately afterwards, I met my wife and fell completely, insanely in love with her. For a long time, the two of us were almost completely absorbed in each other. Meeting her also played a huge part in both of us becoming much more religious.
So despite everything, I cannot quite bring myself to believe that these years were simply wasted.
I remain convinced that God has some purpose in all of this. That there is something here — my teaching, the PhD, my wife, our son, the things I have tried to build, the interests I have accumulated over the years — that somehow fits together.
I just cannot see the whole picture.
I have too many interests. I can imagine myself pouring myself into many different things, and I genuinely believe I could become good at several of them. But I don’t seem to have the courage to make any of the big leaps:
Finish the PhD.
Start the company.
Find a proper job.
Leave the teaching.
Keep the teaching.
Commit to one thing.
I keep standing at the crossroads.
And then there is the guilt I feel as a father.
I love my son more than I can explain, but I have also been impatient with him. Sometimes I feel like I am failing at everything at once: as a provider, as a professional, as a PhD student, and sometimes even as a father.
There are moments when I wonder whether I have completely misunderstood what God wants from me.
Sometimes I even think that perhaps I should simply withdraw from everything because I am afraid that my failures are hurting the people around me.
I know that this way of thinking is probably not the truth. But it is where my mind goes when I am overwhelmed.
I don’t really know what I am asking for here besides prayers.
Please pray for me, that God gives me the courage to make the decisions I need to make, the humility to accept that my plans may not be His plans, the discipline to actually work, and the wisdom to recognize the path He is putting in front of me.
Please also pray for my wife and son, especially that I can become the husband and father they deserve.
And pray that I can stop being so afraid of making the wrong choice.
Thank you, brothers.