I kind of feel like I inherited a house that was a complete money pit and now I have to build it again from the ground up. Some days are great and exciting, other days I still have that awful fatalistic voice in my head that was planted there so long ago saying "there's no point, the world is passing away and so is it's desire." I'm just blessed that I have very patient family and friends. It is getting better. You guys are helping a lot. Thanks.
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