This was a very bad day, probably the worst, dysphoria-wise than I have had in quite a while. Things, several things piled up, quickly. I went from feeling great, yesterday to feeling terrible in less than an hour. Someone said something very cruel to me. I defended myself. I cannot even go outside w/o someone starting with me. I am done w/ that person. DONE. Then I went down to the gazebo. Someone whom was formerly a good friend was down there. I will spare you the details. Lets just say that I intend to steer clear of her, as well for the sake of trying to preserve my sanity. As I wrote in my last entry, last night I made Haluski. This morning, right after my coffee, I had a big mess to clean up in the kitchen, in case maintenance would show up to fix my sink. There were pots, frying pans, bowls and dishes to wash. By the time I finished, it was 10 am. I took my morning medications. After that, I had just plainly had it. I was basically a couch potato, until about 1pm, when one of the maintenance men showed up to finish what was previously “fixed”. This was another guy and he fixed my faucet, no more leaks. After he left, I took a shower, then took my trash out to the dumpster, got my mail and had a smoke. My bus pass came in the mail, for the month of September. At least there were no problems w/ that. It was very hot outside. I went back to my apartment. I think I watched tv for a while, and talked on the phone several times with Bear. I fell asleep during the news, then got up and went outside for a smoke. Some of the tenants were down in the community room for Friday night bingo. I went back home. It was just a very bad day. There are a lot of terrible, terrible people where I live. Sometimes I wonder if one day, I will simply become a recluse. I hope not. As I said, I got my bus pass, and perhaps next month, I can get out of here on a more regular basis.