Super late update - I called my friend around 9:30, but...

We talked, well, he mostly talked. He was himself, and he was so sweet and comforting. Honestly, I could listen to his voice for ages because it's so soothing.

Anyway, he was like, we're gonna get through this, you can do it, I'm here for you...All that good stuff.

And then he was like, "Are you gonna be OK?" I was like, "Yeah...I mean, I'll probably hide out some more, go to bed, wake up tomorrow, and then do pretty much the same thing as today - hide out in my room, cry, try to do things but fail." After that he said "That's the definition of not being OK." *Sigh* At least he's honest.

So after that, he stayed on the phone with me a bit longer until he was convinced that I wasn't freaking out anymore, and then he had to go, but he said if I needed him, I could text him.

My God I love him!