Okay, I'll try to make this as basic as possible, although things get complicated quickly.
I've lived with my girlfriend for the past year or so, and we've been together for nearly three years. We've had a very good relationship, and clicked really well not only as a couple, but as seperate individuals. I have a very good job at a very big company, and I enjoy my work. However, I'm sure you all have a friend who has a bit of a curse: They don't have many problems in life, but whenever one hits, about thirty others hit, all at the same time.
This is me.
Two days ago, I learned that my job has turned into exactly the opposite of what it normally is. Instead of selling merchandise with inbound sales calls, I'm now doing outbound customer service calls
, telling these people that their product, the one they spent thousands of dollars on, won't be delivered to them until God knows when. Shitty.
Last night, the double-whammy happened. I get a phonecall before leaving work, telling me my grandmother had a stroke. She's had Alzhiemer's for the past few years, and she's been in and out of reality. After this stroke, she's pretty disabled, and slurs her speech tremendously. She also tried drinking peroxide, thinking it was water, until we had her flush her system out with water. Thank God she lived through that, right? Right!
Then, after getting home to my girlfriend, we 'have a talk'.
She dumps me.
, there's this trifecta of bullshit that can't get any more ridiculous, and I'm trying to know exactly what to do. I'm still living with my girlfriend, and will have to until fucking May of next year
, unless I want to pony-up a few thousand dollars to pay my half of the lease off. I can't take care of my grandmother, because of my *now* shitty job. I'm very, very frustrated, and getting very depressed, as I don't know what to do, and there seems to be nothing immediately hopeful happening in my near future.
I'm calling alot of friends, staying out more, and generally trying to keep my mind off of things. I'm formally trained as an illustrator, so I doodle in my spare time. I also play guitar and game, so I'll have plenty of distractions.
However, knowing I'm going to a shitty job, coming home to my ex-girlfriend, and not being able to take care of my grandmother is killing me, and I can feel depression creeping in.