That's Called.

Having your face pressed against a wall against your will is losing control. Feeling the cold plaster against your tired face with someone you love screaming as loud as he can with his lips pressed to your ears is feeling alone. Feeling his palm pressing into your teeth, thinking about how easy it would be to finally draw blood and deciding that you'll only get it worse is feeling hopeless. Feeling the saliva and snot his snarling face has left in your hair is feeling degraded. Feeling his steps coming back right as you start to think it's over for now is feeling scared. Feeling him against the opposite side is feeling just as bad. Feeling no one knows how much that just hurt you is feeling worthless. Feeling that this is my baby brother screaming, causing the ringing and the crying well that's feeling unloved.

Today was a really bad day. I quit my job. That's called feeling useless.