Just when things were getting good...

This has been, by far, the worst day of the year for me. I've been sitting home alone all day, with no one to talk to. My roommate is, shall we say, incapacitated for who knows how long. That is, unless I can come up with $50,000 to bail him out of jail, where he's being held for something, and I don't even know what!

This totally blows. Not only is he one of my best friends, but he's really the only person here in Louisville that I can count on. I miss him a lot, and I worry about him constantly. Who am I going to go out clubbing with now? Who's going to be my moral support? Who's going to send all the girls I think are cute my way? This dude has been there for me in a way that only a handful of people in my life have ever been there for me. I love him like a brother. I wouldn't be where I'm at today if it weren't for him, and right now I need him more than ever, and I can't even talk to him. I know his problems are way worse than mine right now, and that just makes it even harder. That fucker just made me lose a contact. Yes, I'm crying like a little bitch right now.

I feel like my life just got ripped out from under me. I'm gonna have to find a new roommate, but I don't think I'll be able to find anyone who can afford our place. I'm gonna have to move, and start over again, and that just fucking kills me. A week ago I was telling my Mom how I've never been happier with the way things were going for me. Everything felt like it was coming together, and I was so grateful! And now I just feel like I'm going to lose it all, and I'm miserable, and lonely. I need to talk to someone, and no one is answering their phone or calling me back. I'm always everyone elses shoulder to cry on, and now I need a fucking shoulder. It hurts me to the core to know that people I care about only think of me as a fairweather friend.

OK. That's all. This isn't helping.