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My day is not going well. Hell, It's not been a good week. And I know many of us are going through it. But I guess today is just one of those days. This moment is just one of those moments. The moment where everything just goes to crap. You've been trying to keep it together in your tribulations. Trying to keep it pushing. Keeping optimistic and hope for better days. And then, the last nail on the head comes. Suddenly you can't keep it together. All of it comes flowing freely. The tears won't stop flowing. Your body feels weak. It can't move anymore. All your frustrations demands to be felt. And they are not going anywhere. You've been trying anything and everything. But door after door keeps getting shut in your face. Rejection after rejection. Disappointment after disappointment. All your efforts to keep pushing this boulder uphill only for it to roll over you downhill. Leaving you battered and bruised. Your actions to make things better only make them worse. Crisis after crisis. It's like the universe is taunting you to give up. But you can't tell anyone because you're supposed to have things figured out. You're supposed to be the support system for others. The tears have subsided now. You can feel the headache start to set in. All people can do is watch you cry. You feel another batch of tears start to flow. But you hold it in. Better save some for next time. You wonder if  there's a future version of you that wants to comfort you and tell you it'll get better. You hope for it. But for now, you don't know what to do. You sit still in limbo. You sit still in your emptiness. Because that's all that remains in your chest cavity. Emptiness.

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