So, I finally called Rob. I didn't really know what to say at first, but once I said what I had to say, things went pretty good. He understood what I'm dealing with and he was really nice. He was watching a movie (I think with his girlfriend) and I kept telling him that he could go watch his movie but he said that it was no problem and to keep talking. I cried quite a bit, especially when he was talking about how his dad died. But, eventually, he told me that I can call any time and he wasn't going anywhere. Just like that. "Call any time. I'm not going anywhere." Then I cried again. I mean, how sweet is that? I haven't talked to him since June, I haven't seen him since March, and he just was there for me. I'm crying again. I don't think he knows how much I appreciate him talking to me.
Oh Lord... I have to go clean my house or something distracting.