Everything goes wrong, and I have no control.

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After a year and a half of living at home post graduation, I finally found a place to live within my meagre earnings as a freelance filmmaker. It was in a house with two roommates, one of whom I knew from school, who was good friends with the other, who parents owned the place. It was a wonderful home, and I've been happier here than since before I was laid off nearly eighteen months ago.

A little over a week ago I learned the son was moving, because he wasn't obeying his parent's rules (his girlfriend was spending nights, and they're very conservative Christian). And then my friend said to me he was moving too, because between a new job opportunity and his friend leaving, he "didn't have a reason to say."

I wanted to scream at him, "How about me you godamn piece of f*****g s**t!"

It was an informal family thing, and there was no lease. So they're out, and I'm left wanting to stay. Except the parents now want me to sign a lease, and of course, if I can't find the roomates to divy up the rent, I've gotta pay the full 1,200 a month. I can't afford that. Simply can't. Can't risk signing. Which means I've gotta move, unless a miracle happens.

I am so sick of humanity. Everything is ruined because of other f*****g people.

I'm not going to rent another place with anyone ever again, and since I can't afford a place alone, I'll be forced to move back home.

All I can do is save money, and make more of it. But I'm still so devastated. Every time something good happens, someone takes it away from me. I get my dream job, and I get laid off. I get accepted into a film festival...I travel halfway across the country only to be told they won't be screening it after all. I get a place of my own, and now I can't afford it because of two inconsiderate people.

I feel so utterly off everyone's radar, like they can walk all over me.

I truly, truly hate people, and as god as my witness I will never rely upon anyone ever again. I don't care if I die alone, I've had it with the rest of the worthless population!! !! !! !! !! !! !! !! !! !! !! !! !! !! !! !! !! !! !

Sounds like a sad situation, but if I was in it I wouldn't want to stay at a house owned by my friend's parents after he was kicked out. You may have some legal recourse to stay there for 3 months or so while you look for a new place. I lived in apartment a few years ago, only to find out the landlord didn't pay the mortgage and got foreclosed on. Pretty soon the bank's lawyers came a'knocking trying to kick everyone out. It took them a full six months to get me out of there because of certain legal time limits they had to follow and papers they had to file to evict me.

The point is there is no other place. I moved in because the price was right. There aren't any places to rent that aren't in bad parts of town, for the same. I can't afford them, and I just can't rent again with other people. I'm fed up with people. They're all rotten to the core.

So all I can do is move home, which is humiliating, but I don't give a f**k anymore, because I don't give a f**k what people think about me. I'm going to do everything I can, even if I have to sell my soul, to find success and money, so one day I can own my place with out worry, and be free for the rest of my life from other people.

Good luck to you then. Although I feel like I have to stand up for your former roommates a bit - they both have valid reasons for leaving (or getting kicked out) and shouldn't be expected to stay solely for your sake. I know it's a great inconvenience to you, but honestly, it's not their problem, right? Better jobs trump staying in a friend's parents' house any day. And it's probably not a good idea to stay there now that the son is gone.

I hope you find a new place soon - you should be allowed to stay there for some time anyway, while you find a new place. And look at it this way: hopefully your new place allows you more privacy and independence, thus allowing you to shun the rest of the human population. (Although if you're a filmmaker, that might be rather dificult.)

I've pretty much decided to just go back to the parents, and save my money to pour it into my work.

As for people, you're right, you can't make it for long going solo as a filmmaker. But that doesn't mean I have to like or respect other people.

I vow from now on that I will only use people to further my own ends, and when I've done using them, I will discard them before they are able to hurt me. I've wasted enough time on people, but no more. f**k them all, I've more important things.

Gotta be careful, almost every industry (film making even more so) require making connections and networking with other people.

And he didn't have the skill of recovery?? I mean, what a dumb f**k! Like you say, wanting to scream at him "How about me you godamn piece of f***ing sh**!"

He should have said, 'Wait, I'm sorry. I know it puts you in a bad position. But I just don't think it's going to work without him being there.' Or something. He should have said something.

Oh yes, networking is key. But I shall only network for the sake of business, and moving myself forward. I will never put trust or faith in another person, not at least without an exchange of money or a contract. Those are the only things that will get the rotten f*****g people of this world to stick to anything they say.