What a week.

It seems I always end up here when it's been a particularly tiring or straining week. Well, the week hasn't ended yet but it's been crazy. More than crazy if that is even possible. It feels like I should not have got out of bed this Monday, or maybe I should not have gone to bed on Sunday. It's like, maybe there was something I could've done that might delay this week. I don't know if it's bound to happen but, maybe I'd like to try everything in my power to delay it, even for a few days. I don't really know any other way to put it.
Monday sucked.
Tuesday sucked.
Wednesday sucked.
Thursday sucked, just a little bit less.
Friday sucks.
I'm going out on a limb here when I say that Saturday and Sunday, aren't going to be any different. I really want to know what's wrong and yet, I think part of me isn't bothered. I mean, if there isn't going to be anything that I can do to change the past, what's the point of finding out what's wrong right? It's like finding out that your closest friend sold you to the slave market, but you can't do anything about it because you're already a slave and no one's going to do anything to change that. Okay, I must say that actually made me smile. I'm always a mess because my two sides never agree. Well, of course they agree when it's in their interest but most often, they want to take two roads and I'm always in a dilemma. So, maybe I'll just try keeping myself afloat because it's taking so much effort I would like to just, give up and let the sea swallow me up.