Bad news...

Two days ago one of my best friends at work told me he's going to quit. I'm honestly happy for his sake. But for me.. what was looking brighter for everyday has started to darken again. Mixed feelings of happyness and anger, looking into the dark times to come. Fuck, I need a new job too! Again I'm a passenger in my own life, afraid of making change... There's a hint of a brighter future ahead but now it's tainted by feelings of an upcomming loss.