A series of misfortunate events

Do you know what a bad week feels like? I am having one of those.
I receive disturbing news on Thursday, try to smile through them on Friday, only to be slapped by the fact that I am dispensable on Saturday. I try to swim through the ever-growing self-pity, only to be given more reason to drown in misery on Sunday. I cry on my way to try to cheer myself up, then I cry some more when I realize how sad it is to cry when everyone around is laughing. I try to get an endorphin rush but my body gives up on me and betrays me. And that's all on Monday. Let's see what mid-week crisis holds.