I’m the sponge of everyone around me

My problems seem to pale in comparison to Eric’s. Yet, I can’t just forget about petty shit in my life because it’s not all petty. A lot of my “petty” problems stem from much bigger problems. But that’s another story.

Eric has been evicted from his apartment, his relationship is a fucking disaster with Kate no matter how much he may sugarcoat it, his family has all turned against him (except for Mike) since he won’t move down to NC with hem, he’s lost Justina as a friend since she’s become such a bitch, and now—Kenny calls him hysterically crying telling him his g/f might have given him herpes. I almost broke down myself when he told me this.

I feel so incredibly bad for Kenny right now. The whole fantasy of teen sex with a girl while you’re both young and stupid sounds so inviting and tempting, but it’s shit like this that brings a fuckload of reality on the situation. And to see it happen to Kenny, one of the nicest kids I’ve ever met, even though we aren’t really friends, it just kills me to hear that. Because this is for life. And he’s gonna be down for a very long time if the results come back positive. I just hope to god they don’t, for his sake. And for Eric’s, at that.

I really don’t know what to say to Eric because I didn’t know how I felt, exactly. With all the new perspectives I’ve gained over the past year or so, I’m proud to say that I did not place judgment at all. Never, even for a second, did I take the Christian sentiment idea and think that he got what he deserved. Because that is bullshit. He’s a fucking human reacting to human emotion and desire, and no one, NO ONE, is above that.

But on other topics, Sam dropped a bomb on me the other day regarding his situation with Amy #1. I don’t know how much is true or if he’s bullshitting me, but he told me that his former girlfriend of 2 years (who Amy #1 reminds him of) died abruptly. So that makes his situation a lot worse.

That shocked the hell out of me, too, because I was not expecting anything like that. All this shit that I’m hearing from everyone makes my whole ordeal w/ Amy #2 seem so insignificant and even kinda dumb. But again, it’s all part of a BIG problem, so I’m gonna get it out anyway.

I’ll just find a day we both have off, and ask if she wants to see a movie. It’s very simple. I was a little thrown back when she said she was going to the beach on Friday, and I can only hope the friend she’s going with is female. But it all doesn’t seem to important right now in light of other problems that have come up from everyone around me. They just talk and talk and I take it all in, and try to help in any way I can. And I guess, in the end, it makes me feel kinda good to help. If something I tell them can lift their spirits a little bit, then I feel better on account of it.