I need a drink....

And just like that. I'm single.

He ended it because he said he wasn't over his ex and that he needed to work on himself.

That we could try again in the future.

And that we've been fighting a lot lately.

I feel like I've been kicked in the face with a steel-toed boot.

I love him.

Fucking love him.

Oh. And to top it all off. A couple days ago my roommates announced they're moving out. So in the same week, I'm basically forced to started looking for a place to live AND my relationship ends.

And because someone has already taken the day off. I can't take the day off tomorrow. So I'm forced to deal with all of this and keep a perky, cheery, and upbeat attitude at work tomorrow.

Why do I still have to be so madly in love with him?

Why does this have to hurt so bad?

Why do I feel like he's going to find someone else and that this was my only chance?

I feel horrible.