The only time I'm happy is when this guy that I'm kind of dating is with me. If he's not with me then I am miserable and depressed. We have spent almost every night together for the last month. Yesterday he didn't stay with me and neither did he tonight. I had a breakdown in front of him yesterday. He comforted me for a while and laid next to me in the bed for an hour. Then he left. I've been puking all day. He came over and made me soup. He came into the bedroom and put it on the nightstand and then left.