Just another finals week

Another finals week is almost over and my hair is filled with grey and my face is filled with acne (this coming from someone who rarely gets it). I am really doubting myself. I think grad. school is ten times harder than my mission ever was, and that is saying something. It's hard for many reasons because I don't think people really get it, just like if you've never served a mission you don't really get it. Grad school is like that too. Just like I don't understand what being a mother is like yet. It is making me realize more and more that until you've walked a mile in someone elses shoes, just keep your mouth shut.