You know what's not fair?
Being sad, angry, and fed up for two days doesn't only render you able to do little else but cry and be sad, but it physically hurts, like actually aches and makes you feel sore and sick to your stomach. It tests how strong you really are and sometimes lets you know that sometimes you aren't as tough as you think you are. That you can't dig out on your own and you have to lean on your friends eventually.
I hate this. The last thing I want is my friends' help digging me out. It's not their problem. It's mine. Yet, I need them.
Can I just skip past this week and let it be over? Will it be over then? How much more garbage can we fit into one week?
I'm scared to find out.