Tell me about a time someone you loved was hurt by someone, and you felt helpless.

One of my good friends, Kasey, got pregnant while she was still in high school. She finished high school early, in fact, and didn't drop out, fortunately. She told another one of my good friends, Zaq, that he was the father of the baby, although there was some discrepancy about whose it was. For nine months, all he could do was wonder about whether or not he or the other guy was the father. When Kasey gave birth, I was there in the hospital with her the whole day. When little Rowan was born, he was the most precious thing that ever graced this world, and when Zaq held him, I could just tell that Zaq had fallen in love with him. Everyone said it looked just like Zaq, even had his arms. I kept asserting this over and over again, because I wanted him to be happy about this. Now I don't really know if I actually believed this or not. But two weeks later when the paternity test came back, it said that Zaq wasn't the father, and he was completely devastated. He texted me and told me, and I had no idea what I was really supposed to say, other than how unbelievably sorry I was. I did feel completely helpless. There was nothing I could do to change that fact, and there was nothing I was going to be able to say to him to make him feel better about it. I didn't even have a basis of feeling to relate to what he was going through or what he was feeling. All I could do was be that friend that pats someone on the back and say, "I know you're upset." That's the most useless feeling in the world. The worst part o fit was that I couldn't

Friends

What has been the most stressful thing that you've had to deal with this week?

Describe the ideal resolution to your stress: i.e. what would a world without this issue feel like to you.

I suppose my greatest problem lately is that Andria (my roommate) and I don't really have a lot of friends. We have each other, and we have our friend Charlie, who has other things to do so most of the time its just us. Sometimes I wish that I had rushed, joined a sorority so that at least I'd have more people who at least knew my name. I suppose that when I went to college, I figured there would be more socializing. I felt like I would be happier than I am now. Next year, I'm going to start off on the right foot I think. I'm going to try and make lots of friends with the girls who live on my floor and I'm going to either join a sorority or join a club and stick with it. One thing that I really miss from high school is my theater troupe. We were close enough to be family, and I really miss that time with them.