It seems like misfortune begets misfortune. One bad event can give rise to other stuff. Like the incident at Arby's where my supervisor had me canned caused my mental breakdown.

1. I lived on my own at that time and I immediately ceased to function. I cut classes to get wasted. On my days off my remaining job at Sam's Club, I would sleep all day. I would also call home EVERY DAY when my breakdowns overwhelm me.

2. When my breakdowns physically rendered me unable to speak, I started acting out at Sam's Club. It cost me my job eventually.

3. My BF who I met at Sam's Club quit his job and went to work for Arby's. That triggered me like hell, so I broke up with him.

So now I can't live on my own and I'm single. I can't trust anyone. I've now been working at McDonald's for 2 years and I'm constantly worried that someone will suddenly turn on me.