“It's all about you.”

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It's just been another of those long weeks, one that starts off with a big bang and the hydrogen tank inside you keeps propelling you forward, no change in direction and no slowing down in speed. At the end of it all, you find yourself deflated, depleted, completely worn out, battered, but definitely a better person.

It's just been another of those long weeks, one that is packed full of activities that take so much out of you that you begin wondering if gritting your teeth through it all is even worth it. Hell, you even contemplate giving up on yourself as an option to escape the harsh realities. You find yourself reaching out to people around you for help, desperately needing a helping hand to pull you of the troubled waters. At the end of it all, you find yourself a little depressed, psyched out, mentally drained, but definitely someone with a harder resolve.

It's just been another of those long weeks, one that feels like an eternity. Wishing for the week to quickly end always hangs in your mind, so that the pain you are suffering for the period of time can end as well. At the end of it all, you find yourself broken, tired, too strained to even think, but definitely more able to take hardships.

It's just been another of those long weeks, one that makes you involuntarily feel lost and all alone. You find yourself thinking of that special someone when you are face to face with problems, wishing that she would be right next to you to get through the storm together, missing her more with every second that ticks by. You find yourself regretting all the things you might have done to let her down, disappoint her even by the slightest bit. Your heart wrenches even more when you know she's out of your reach, an angel who deserves better, and that she might never know how you feel about her. You wish that you had more courage to take the next big step forward and pour your heart out to her, fearing her reaction. At the end of it all, you find yourself in tears, begging for a miracle.

It's just been another of those long weeks. Just another one.