Why am I the only happy one?

I've been stressed lately. Last week was deplorable and culminated in perhaps the worst weekend I've ever had. I'm rarey sick and rarer still do I get angry or sad. I was all three at once.
The sickness is a minor, but annoying cold, but the rage was brought on by Bell Mobility. In place of a long, neurotically detailed rant I'll just say that they have the worst customer service I've ever seen, bar none, and their tech support is non-existent.
The sadness was elicited by day spent with a girl for whom I have a strong affinity, to say the least, going horribly, Horribly sideways. Following this things went even more awry with a girl with whom I am good friends.

Strangely, at the end of it all, I was relaxed. I don't mean calm, I mean utterly relaxed. This isn't bourn of giving up in any way, but from the reaffirmation that regardless of how things go, it's always for the best.

Now, in the middle of my typing, my friend has started chatting with e over the internet about committing suicide. I'm one of his 3 friends, he's unemployed, recently came out of a bad relationship and has self esteem too low to measure.
What am I supposed to tell him?
If I tell him people aren't annoyed by him I'd be lieing.
I have no idea what to say and so I've been making little jokes interspersed with attempts at wisdom.
I cannot, however, shake the feeling that I should be saying something else.
He's basically my antithesis so how do I relate to him? I'm an optimist, hes a pessimist (obviously). He's obnoxious and I try to restrain myself. I'm confident and secure, he is insecure. I'm fine with myself and life regardless of how bad it gets while he expects his life to be some sort of picket-fenced ideal.
It's always been easy for me, if something is broken, I either fix it, or move on without a second thought. When I failed my first black belt exam was I sad? Ya, I nearly cried, but I saw it for what it was, an excellent experience which I'm glad to have had. I've mastered the 'mood-shift'. I can decide to be happy.
He can't though, and unlike my eyes which see shiny rainbows and unicorns, his just see sadness and darkness. How do I relate to that?

What is kung fu doing for me tonight? All I can do is tell him to buck up and try again but I think the only real useful thing I'm doing is being online. Beyond that, I'm useless.
Well, on the bright side, I'm sure he isn't actually going to kill himself, so it should all be fine in the end.


In fact, he seems happy now, he found some ice cream.

Ben Davies
Silent River Kung Fu
Stony Plain, Alberta, Canada
www.silentriverkungfu.com