Stressed. I had some problems with the neighbor upstairs for the past year. In fact I pissed him off a couple times and he threatened me. For months I thought he was tapping on my ceiling. The counselor here talked to him and it turns out that the
“tapping” was a defective key on his computer keyboard.
I came home from the park today and we had not had contact for the last three months. I used to hear loud laughter out back that sounded suspiciously like it was at my expense.
But earlier in the evening he came out and apologized for the tapping. He was really friendly and seemed sincere. I thought it was a golden opportunity to make amends and turn over a new leaf and maybe get along with all my fellow tenants and we could all get along.
Now, I’m trying not to do anything wrong and get along but it’s giving me a splitting headache. These walls are thin and too much crap has happened for me to forgive everything. We’re all hypersensitive and I’m trying to not be hostile or bug anyone. But I just want to say “fuc* it” and get mad and let the chips fall where they may. But fighting these guys has made me so unhappy and this is a great chance to bury the hatchet. So in my mind, I’m trying not to piss anyone off.
But I’m 60, not 6 years old. And in my mind they have crossed every boundary. And I’m just thinking this getting along is all bulls*it. I’m an adult and they have treated me like a chump ( in my head?)
Oh yeah, I accidently left my headlights on and he called me by name and told me.
