My roommate just told me if I fuck up one more time he's going to kick me out. I relapsed. Hard. Last Thursday and had an emotional drunken episode which led to my 3rd hospitalization since the beginning of July. He witnessed said episode and it isn't the first time. I don't blame him. I'd be upset if I had a crazy alcoholic roommate, too. He's even hidden the knives set from me. 

Tack that on to a person stringing me along in SO limbo, being on disability for alcoholism and BPD, and the sickening amount of medical bills I've incurred from these hospitalizations. Woe is me (sarcasm)

I have an interview for a better job next week, so I got that going for me right? :/