Dear Spouse/Partner/Husband/Wife/Girlfriend/Boyfriend/Significant Other/ lover of a graduate student,
You have our undying gratitude, love, and deep admiration. As miserable as many of us graduate students are, you suffer mightily. You have little to no control over whether or not we stay or go, and you don't always understand why we are so crazy over a job that seems quite flexible. You don't doubt the mental and psychic stress we are under, but you also don't understand it.
There are guides posted online for the spouses of graduate students, but I honestly don't think there is any significant way to improve the suffering and misery. I don't want to be a pessimist, but I am going to validate the frustration of seeing someone you love suffer and continually go back to the source of their pain. The spouses have every right to ask where's my diploma?
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