sphynx

My roommate and best friend is moving out. He stalled on getting a job for awhile after moving in, but he did eventually get one that looked promising. Now, after a few months of jerking him around, not bothering to send the paychecks, sending him home as soon as he shows up for the day he simply can't afford to live here. He's basically going to have to move back in with his parents who live a good 10-15 hours from here. I tried not to cry when he told me since he looked like he was about to himself, but I've got serious waterworks going now. I can't imagine having to move back in with my parents, I think I'd almost rather live on the street. I want to help him out so bad, but I don't think he'd accept charity and I can barely afford to pay the bills and feed the munchkins as it is. I very seriously considered breaking into my savings a little to help him out, but I don't do that when I can't even buy groceries for me, so as long as he's not ending up on the street or anything I don't think I'm going to do that. I love him to death and I'm going to miss him so very much. I just hope he can get things straightened out for himself. Time for me to really remember that the best friends aren't always the ones you see everyday, but they're the ones that will be there for you the second they know you need it.