An hour ago my life was good.

I just had the worst fifteen minutes of my life. Kyle broke up with me because he can't handle doing the long distance thing anymore. The whole conversation was pretty much me sobbing into the phone. We both love each other, so I don't see why that's not enough. I feel like I can't breathe, and I can't stop feeling like it's my fault that everybody leaves. I guess it doesn't matter anymore that I got Valentine's Day off at work or that I had New Year's off.

I spent yesterday with Laura talking about how much I love him and how he might just be the person I spend the rest of my life with. How excited I was to finally have Laura meet him, I feel like an idiot now.

Why did he have to do it over the phone? He said that he didn't want me to come all the way to Boston just to get broken up with, but it would have been so much better. I feel like he wasn't even hurting because at least he wasn't crying, he sounded like he always does. I just don't know what to do.

In fifteen minutes this went from the best to the worst Christmas of my life.

I don't want people telling me to feel better. I just want to wake up and have this be a bad dream.