this is NOT MY hell week

I experience weeks like these everytime. And since I've been desensitized, this is just an ordinary walk for me.

Physical and mental stress is fine, but this... it's excruciating. Everytime you take air in, you remember. The desire to just scream your lungs out and proceed to toss someone out of the window is really tempting to just try and see what it does for me but I am just not ready to give in to that impulse.

You spend every morning listening to loud metal music, hoping that it would clear your mind and forget. You spend the day wishing you were someone else, that you were somewhere else besides the mess you're in.

Everything screams "Deadline! Deadline!" and you would like to scream back, but it is drowned by useless self gratifying praise and insults of people you don't even know and don't even care about.

I am finished with this world. Kill me, I wanna go to the next one.