NLT, I still have no clue what joy is. I've lived with hate and anger most of my life. So much so, I really do hate emotions. Hate to say it, but do. Any fix for that in there? Peace.

A guy opens the front door and sees a snail on his doorstep. He picks up the snail and throws it across the street in a neighbor's yard. A year later, the guy opens the front door and the same snail is on his doorstep. The snail says, "What the f*ck was that about?"