I spent many years in the armed forces, and although life in the military was hard the stress never didn't make me miserable. During my years of pioneering leaving on a crap wage, waking up at 4am to go to work part-time, taking ministry arrangements every afternoon at 1pm. Preaching on average 4 hours every afternoon mostly on my own. Lead two evening arrangements on monday and friday. Out on the ministry on Saturday morning. Study, etc. The only day I never went out was on a Sunday, but our field service overseer an over zealous jerk use criticize me because I wasn't out on a Sunday. That was the only day I had for myself to study, do a weekly shop and get some bleeding rest. I only had on average six hours sleep a night. There were only about 25 publishers who went out on the ministry on Sunday out of 125, but he singled me out. No wonder I got fucking burnout!