Ok I'm going to go ahead and apologize in advanced for how vague this is going to be.
Recently I met an amazing guy named Jake. We spent all our time together and I honestly liked him. Then I started to get very sick. We went to the ER and they told me it was the flu. Then the next day we went to my family doctor and she told me it was tonsillitis. The day after that I woke up and I knew that something had changed in my sickness. Something wasn't right. I called my step mom and she took me to urgent care. At urgent care they diagnosed me with a disease. A disease in which I can't get rid of and now have to live with the rest of my life.
No one knows but Karen and Jake and I plan on keeping it that way for awhile. I was extremely upset but happy that I had Jake there by my side to help me through everything. Then one day I came home from class and Jake was packing. Turns out he no longer felt comfortable living with me because my roommate kept yelling at him.
To much dismay I understood and helped him pack. He moved into a friends house in Elkart. Not a day has gone by where I don't randomly break down in tears either over my diagnosis, over Jake, or over the fact that I'm completely alone now, I cant talk to my friends, I don't know how.
Today I tried to take a leap and talk to my friends and go to lunch with them. It was harder then I thought and was horribly awkward. Halfway through it I checked facebook and found out that Jake was in a relationship with a new girl. I texted him about it, turns out he also might have a baby on the way. None the less I'm kind of just in the mid state between super pissed, crying my eyes out, or disappearing in general.