Now, um...

First, I hate summer. It's way too hot and way to uncomfortable. This hasn't been a good summer for me either...

First, all of my family that lived even somewhat close-by have moved away, or are going away for work. That started at the beginning of the month, and left me rather down. Then some of my friends started to vanish, which hasn't been fun, but lead to other complications as well...

And then the real problems.

First it was three weeks ago, when I found out they were replacing the windows and patio doors to my apartment complex the next week. Which meant I had to clean and get help moving everything out of the way for it. x.x By the time things were supposed to start, I was a bit overly nervous in the first place, before I really realized what that meant.

There were strange men wandering all around my apartment complex. x.x So now I'm going into panic attacks, sometimes hiding in my bathroom because of it if I was alone.

I tried to call some friends to come by, but the only one I could get to come over regularly was my best friend, and while it was nice to have him here he spent all his time fretting about his girlfriend, who hasn't come online in weeks.

But I thought it would be okay, as the maintenance people were supposed to replace everything on that Monday (two weeks ago).

They didn't.

We had to pull apart and put back together my bed. Three times each. Before they finally realized they'd skipped my apartment and finally got it done... (With me hiding in my bathroom for two hours. x.x I hate my fears)

So then it was the rest of that week cleaning up and still kinda hiding, tho I could safely lock myself in at last.

That brings me to last week... When my step-mom (who's a saint) found out her father died. x.x So I had to spend this past week getting ready to go to the visitation and the funeral, while my allergies started kicking in, making me sick and miserable.

x.x

I hate this month.