So.. before I thought things were bad.
Now they are suffocatingly bad.
My drink was spiked when I was drinking in my work place after I finished a shift
I hallucinated and did some awful things.
My boyfriend broke up with me.
My boss wants to fire me, I think, because the people I work are backstabbers, out to win themselves, and don't like that I'm good at my job, that I know they aren't, and that I know all their secrets.
And I feel stuck on the same spot.

However, I do have more time.
I'll be looking back over all my stories, and I'll try and come up with a continuation. 
If they end depressingly, blame the people I surround myself with. 

Thanks.

Jen.