It’s kind of sad. Well, not kind of but really, it is unmitigated depressing.
I just underwent the deepest agony but amidst that, I succeeded in cheering up another person. Cool. Joy in someone is joy to one self; - whatever ... ... as long as those lips curved upwards.
And gee, my head hurt with every continuous tingle of distress. I HATE this wretched dejected dismaying torment.