A week ago today, I was really excited: I had a job, a new apt., and I was feeling on top of the world - or so I thought. After only a week of working at the job, I got fired. They didn't give me any feedback, and I was too upset at the time to ask for any, so I just packed my stuff and left. I called my supervisor yesterday three times, and left one message. I know she was at her desk and just wasn't taking me calls, but the receptionist kept saying "she's stepped away from her desk". Ugh. So embarrassing. I'm more depressed than ever. Last night, I took myself out to the movies, so I shut off my phone. I didn't turn it on until this morning, and I had 12 messages from my friend telling me how worried she was about me. She called the police in the city I live in, called my parents in the middle of the night on the other coast, and freaked a lot of people out. The police went looking for me at the apartment I'm going to move into. They didn't find me, obviously, but I also got a call from the building manager asking was I ok. He called again this morning. Awkward. I am really depressed and now really embarrassed that people see how depressed I am.