Well, Shayla has put herself to sleep, and I'm thinking maybe that's a good thing right now, because I'm about 3 seconds from having a nervous breakdown. I can't stop shaking. My hands are trembling and its hard to type. All I can think is "I'm never going back to work again. I'm moving far, far away from here. I'm never coming back again."
See, there's this guy I work with, and we were becoming friends, and it was cool, just told me how he convinced himself that Shayla was his daughter, and that Chance and him were brothers. Then he tells me he thinks he's got schizophrenia and that he might be having hallucinations and talking to himself, and God only knows what else. Not, I think he's crazy, for sure, but I just don't know what to do.
I tried to talk to one of the managers, but she's not really got much authority over hiring and firing, and really I was asking her what I should do, but she just told me she didn't want to be involved. I don't blame her, of course, but I also feel very alone in dealing with this situation. Despite the fact he said he's not a danger to himself, I can't help but feel nervous now. I don't want to work with him. I don't want to be around him anymore.
I feel so scared and alone and confused right now...I can only imagine he's feeling worse.
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