Well, that was completely unexpected in A New Chapter

So when it rains, it pours. So far 2014..I am only 2 months in and you are already throwing some serious fucking curve balls. My roommate just vanished today. I think I need to rewind a bit to provide some insight into what happened: December she took off. She had a lot of problems on her plate. We spoke a few days later and she told me that she was sorry for all the problems she had caused for me. I offered her to stay in Dec. for free and get a chance to get a decent job. She came back and she did find a good job, at the zoo. She was making decent money, plus benefits, vacation time, the whole deal. I tell her that things are looking up for her. She is a bit negative about it. She is upset over the fact that its a "man" job. I tell her overtime that..she picked that career. That if she wants, she can save up money, get her finances in order and go back to college so she can get a "girl" job. The whole time she is flipping crap to a degree about it. I keep trying to tell her that her financial situation is getting better. Apparently, she wanted to just blow her entire check on God knows what. My rent rates are really good I feel ($300, with utilities, Internet) and I am not picky/hesitant about when I get my money each month.

I see her yesterday. It is 1 PM or so. I ask her why she is home so early. She tells me she had to leave work because she had a hyperglycemia attack and fainted. I asked her if she was ok, etc. She tells me she has to lay low. Last night(Monday) we texted a bit while I was at work, tells me how she feels, etc. On the way home I tried to knock some sense into her head. That her job sucks but all of our jobs suck..today's economy is shit. I try to tell her that even though she has a "man" job that she should hold on it. Her pay is very good for today's economy.

We get home, chat for a bit and go to sleep.

I wake up today and don't see her. I am guessing she is going to the doctor to get her blood work done. I go out to eat with my dad, do some shopping, etc. I notice that she is not home. Before I go to work, at around 6, I send her a text. She is usually home by that time even if she works. I ask her how her health stuff goes.

Few hours into the night, I give her a call and start to worry. I call my dad at about 10:30 and ask her if he sees her car in the driveway. I start explaining what is going on. He tells me that yesterday he did not see her go to work. period. She was here the whole morning. Lied to me about the hyperglycemia. Bullshit. He told me he saw her this morning. She was leaving the room with something but he did not pay attention. He was working on fixing one of the toilets in the house.

I ask him to take a look into her room. Her clothes and laptop/electronics are gone. She took off.

I am worried. What if she got hurt? what the fuck is going on? confused? she paid me rent, why would she take off?

2 hours ago. I get a text. I had tried calling her several times, emailing her, etc. Tells me if I want to hear from her again, to send her back the money she gave me a few days ago for rent. I ask her to call me, how do I know she is not hurt, kidnapped, etc.

That alone, that comment marked it pretty well. I believed in this girl and gave her a second chance to share a house with. She was a good friend at one point and made a great roommate as well. I am hurt that she just threw my faith in her back at my face..but what the fuck can I do? in today's world..we don't have room to be picky like she wanted to be. I can't share a home with someone that is such a destructive force like her. Who decides to just run away and ask for money in exchange for conversation? fuck no.

I think I should be more upset about this than I am..but I am not. We had a history as great friends at some point but clearly, she has not been the great woman I remember from years ago. Whatever her destiny is, I wish her well. However, it will not be with me as her friend. Fucking insane really. I can barely process it through my head as I type this out. I can't share my living space with someone with such an insane outlook towards life.

Sleepy time for me.

Geez Prosebox, I start using you for my diary and all this crazy shit happens? Good God.