Geh weiter und weiter

The feeling that you get,

after endless times 

of reading,

of trying to understand,

of being patient,

of keeping your hopes up,

of crying your heart out,

of knowing how hard it is,

of believing that one day you'll get it,

of hoping it'll get better,

to finally be able to comprehend that very same paragraph, that very same subject, that very same slides, 

is just undescribable.

All you can do at that time was to prostrate to your Lord. coz you know without Him, you'll be no where near to this achievement. 

But one thing left unsettled. 

Does it really take this much to get to this stage? How about the other subjects, the other practicals, the other labs, the other exams? Do they also demand such output, such courage, such strength, such patience? 'Cause the truth is, I can't help but to feel tired with all these.

And I wonder, is it because of the language barrier, or it is just me, or is it something else?