For me it is. When I'm that stressed, I get angry at how utterly futile my life is—even when there is nothing objective I can point to that says it's futile—and how my therapy is the most pointless pursuit of all. The stress changes my perception of things, and not in a good way. If I act on it, I make poor decisions. So I try to wait it out and/or do some things that I've discovered work for me.