It's just after 6 o'clock in the morning. I woke up to snow. Mother Nature YOU ARE DRUNK!!!! Stop the snow! I have had enough. The forecast said we were to get some nice spring weather for the next few days. Even going up to 18*. So waking up to a cold and snowy morning was a bit of a disappointment. Where is our spring????
I wrote on here a few days ago about my concerns about "A". The day after I wrote that, he tried to contact me about 6 or 7 times that next day. He knocked on my door two or three times (I didn't answer) He called me on the lobby phone (?) and also phoned me (I so regret giving him my phone number but didn't know how to say no when he asked - I really have to work on saying no!) He tried multiple times making me feel almost 'hunted'. I was literally hiding out in my apartment so he wouldn't see me. He eventually gave up and stopped. He phoned me again last night so I finally answered and said I had a migraine.
Roll on to this morning,... I am up bright and early as always. No other type of morning when you have two kittens needing their breakfast. After doing my morning ritual of brewing coffee, feeding the kittens, washing my face and brushing my teeth, etc,... I finally opened my front door to go out into the hall. It wasn't even 6 o'clock yet. But looking out the hall window at the snow I saw "A" out there walking out to the gazebo. I presumed for a smoke. I jumped out of the view of the window so he wouldnt' see me. But instead of stopping at the gazebo - he continued on to the building across from us where another smoker lives ("B"). "A" then knocked on "B"s door. WTF? It's not even 6 o'clock in the monring and "A" is wandering around knocking on peoples doors. You just have to wonder about this place. Did "B" call him over??? I doubt it. He must have just gone over there on his own. That is not normal and very inappropriate. But these people just don't seem to understand this.
I know why "A" does this. He does not have internet so his apartment is very, very boring. There is nothing to do. So he goes around to other tenants and invites himself in so he can watch tv and use our internet. I didn't catch on to this until my neighbour next door pointed it out to me. "A" doesn't want anyone as a friend - he just needs internet and place to hang out. He USED me.
Living in this building is nothing but avoiding mine fields. You can't just 'live' here. It's like prison. You can never let your guard down. I let my guard down and "A" walked out my door with coffee, weed, a roll of toilet paper and most annoying - my phone number! WHY did I give? Becasue I was caught off guard. No more. Now I know he is a user and a grifter i will avoid him like the plague. Otherwise he will be knocking on my door at 6 in the morning,.... start as you mena to go on,.... and dont' allow him in. BYE BYE user,... you caught me offguard but no more.
My next door neighbour told me some wild stories about him and even came right out and told me to "be careful" around him. As a general rule, I don't listen to others opinions as I try and be fair and get to know the person first so I can make my own opinion. As long as they are nice to me - I dont' care what others think - I treat them nicely. But now - "A" has used me. NOW I can listen to the others and be aware. I also learned he is schizophrenic. I always knew he looked different. But looks can be deceiving. But now that I KNOW about him - I can see the creepy weirdness in him now. I almost wonder if he has stopped taking his meds. As he is behaving differently than the past 9 years I have known him. His behaviour the past week has definitely been eye-opening and caused me concern. But to see him knocking on peoples doors at 6 in the morning really showed me how he doesn't see others and how he bothers them - he only sees himself.
Just another reason to get the hell out of this building,....
I cna't stand living here anymore and I KNOW it will be the death of me one way or another. heat attack from the stress or eventual suicide becasue I just can't deal with it all anymore.
This isnt' a life. This isn't living,.... this is surviving. And I'm done just surviving,....
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