the intervention i never told you about and moving out...

Sometime in June I mentioned an intervention in a post and never detailed about what had happened. One of my roommates, an adorable girl whom I love truly, is having sort of a late quarter-life crisis or a very early mid-life crisis. She's 30 yrs old, unemployed and single. Her focus on life has been partying, drinking and hooking up with men. Men that she brings home, which is my worst concern. That day I never told you guys about, my phone rang before 6am, with some stranger calling me saying he was with her, she was passed out and had no idea what to do with her. So, yeah, I had to take care of her and get her home. That was rock bottom. So we had a little intervention, some close friends told her what we thought and felt and how we get hurt with her behavior.

So she has been drinking less... but she hasn't been seeing less men. Well, actually she has, but let me get to the bottom of the story...

She's so needy and lonely that she will hook up with any man who hits on her; it can be 2 or 3 men a week. Of course they never take her seriously. I have been asked by a couple of people if she's actually a call girl, since people see her out with a different guy every single night. So of course, this is bugging the heck out of me. If it makes her happy, then cool. But I doubt it does. i think she feels lonelier and lonelier. But here's the deal: I live with non-jewish girls. I don't mind. They respect my stuff, I respect theirs. But I live in a very tight jewish community and for crying out loud, I had been dating a rabbi. I want a nice jewish family, husband, kids, SUV, dog, shabbat, the whole package. I shouldn't care what people say, but hey, I don't want to hang on to her reputation.

So, now her standpoint is interesting...she says she's more stable now. Yeah, she's been seeing the same guy for 3-4 weeks now. That's what she calls stable. Who is the guy? My cousin's brother-in-law. And darn, he's jewish. And he's very religious. And very orthodox. And dating a goy. Oy vey! A goy who's actually my friend. A goy whom I introduced him to with absolut naiveness. A goy who is 6 yrs older than him. So sadly, it is time to run away as fast as I can. This is gonna get messy and I don't want to be near the mess. So, I sadly had to decide to move out from my beautiful room with the gigantic window overlooking the Pacific. Sigh. I am sad about that. I guess it's a new beginning. I am moving in with my family until I get the apartment I bought, that is being under construction... it'll be at least 6 months till delivery.

I wish her well. Hope she doesn't get hurt too badly, but they have lost north. They lost the whole compass for crying out loud! They're leaving to Cuba or Cartagena or CanCun or some fun summer destination next week. And I will move out.

So yeah... we have been very polite and friendly. I have been 100% honest. I have told her I am not going to try to change her, and I can't share her lifestyle so for my sake and the friendship's sake, I am moving out.

The end of an era. Sigh.