Worst month ever... the last seven years, basically.
I got sick with Multiple Chemical Sensitivity when I was sixteen and I'm almost 23 now. To summarize VERY shortly, I somehow graduated from high school, but I had to move about 15 times looking for a place to live that wouldn't make me sick. I gave up a $52,000 scholarship to university, in fact dropped out of university three times due to severe episodes. I was stuck in a room by myself, unable to go out, to meet people, to touch another human being, or to sleep at night, in constant excruciating pain, for the majority of the last seven years. Didn't know what was wrong for the first three, so I went to constant know-nothing doctors and now I hate them all.

The worst month though, that was December 2006. My dad got transferred to the middle east for his job (works for ExxonMobil) and they sprayed pesticides in our compound three times within three months. By December I wasn't sleeping, wasn't wearing clothes, and spent all my time hunched over in excruciating pain. 100% of my skin was like a burn victim's - oozing constantly, with no top layer. I was very close to dying. The company medically evacuated me to a clinic in Dallas, Texas where I spent the next 7 months.
Thank God, after a lot of very difficult treatment, things are much better now, and I hope to start university again in three weeks. I can't wait.

But I'll never be the same person I was. Still, I feel like I've gained a lot from the hardship I went through. (Although it took me a while to come around to that way of thinking, lol. Much easier to say it now.)