Once it starts getting pecked out, it just escalates from there so:
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If money wasn't a problem, maybe my stress levels could get a break, but other than my pain and misery, I'd actually feel quite content and ready to push myself harder on my writing. Moments of happiness do indeed occur, believe me. But right now it would bring almost anybody down. But I do want to feel happy again. Kinda like Saturday night. But that's between me, you, and the five other people who read this.