Having bad days or bad periods during life is relative to the person living it.
I had my bad days but I did not frown on them, however people who live better than me that have bad days act like it was twice as tragic.
I can only imagine the parents who lost their children in the war, lost infants at child birth, lost everything to a fire, divorced after 20 years of marriage, lost their jobs with a family to support, and the brave people in uniform , armed with either an axe or a gun, who make the ultimate sacrifice for the unwavering honor.
We all see the dark tunnel ahead. Unprepared however very willing we must be. To only see the light at the end, a great triumph of bravery and honor to see.