Tired of People- Life Rant

I PLAN TO WRITE DAILY. Or as often as I can. This is blog #6 on February 15th, 2022! I’m tired. Fed up. Exhausted. I’m currently listening to Cuppy- Lofi Hop Hop Mix. Trying to calm down. Trying to push down the depression and anxiety, but…

I’M HAVING TROUBLE SLEEPING. I haven’t been able to sleep well during the past few weeks. Everything has just been so stressful. Anxiety inducing. But aside from things feeling chaotic, I think I started losing sleep when they closed down the streets. We woke up one morning, and I saw lights from construction vehicles. It was odd because it was 2:30 am. My wife usually goes to work around 3am-7am, depending on the day. And one day we left and…

THE STREETS WERE BLOCKED. She went in at 3am on this day, and the streets were closed. I decided to turn into another street, and cop cars and construction vehicles blacked the way? I zipped to another side route, and it was also blocked. I was afraid we wouldn’t even be able to get back to our apartment. I had my 3 babies with me because we take them every morning. My daughter, 7, was concerned that we wouldn’t ever go back home. She told me, “Daddy, I’m going to miss our home.” She thought that when I said we might not make it home, I meant we would never be going back. She started sobbing.

I learned later that a giant gas truck took a turn too quickly, flipped, and busted its trailer open, spilling gas all over the street. It was probably no more than a few hundred feet from our apartment. There was a “shelter in place order” for the time being. But when my wife got off work, I snuck out, waved to the cop, and picked her up. But by the time we headed back, the entire area was on lockdown. So we headed out for pizza and stayed at my parent’s house until the streets opened up.

Ever since that day, I’ve been frazzled and tired, and every night, I’d lie awake, exhausted but unable to fall asleep.

I’M SO FED UP AND TIRED OF PEOPLE. Everything is taxing me these days, but I’m especially fed up with my neighbors. They’ve been trouble since the day we moved in 3 years ago. Loud, unfriendly, obnoxious. This family is rude and inconsiderate. They’d listen to rap music with the bass turned up so loud that we couldn’t hear our TV. They’d have loud parties, fight, yell, scream, curse, bang on the walls, get high, and drink. During these parties, which was like several times a week, they would loudly hang out outside and talk. Even at 1-4am. And the apartment walls are thin. Their kids would run, stomp, and yell through the whole complex. The adults would often sit outside smoking, and the kids would sit outside, just hanging around so they were always out when we’d leave.

When we first moved in, I tried to be friendly. I’d wave and say hello to them whenever I passed by, and my kids would smile and greet them. I even let the loud music slide and took it as a time for my kids to just run around and be crazy. But they aren’t friendly people. They would just glare or scowl, slam the door whenever we would come out, and just give off a serious “F off” vibe. And they’re friends with most of the other people living in the complex, so we’re essentially outnumbered and surrounded. I have to walk by every door whenever we leave or come home. It’s very uncomfortable living next to them. And we honestly never felt welcome or comfortable since we moved in.

When we first moved in, someone spit on our car. And another time, we think someone may have slashed our tires? We even had packages go missing from our front porch, which would be difficult for most people to steal. Why? Because we live at the top of the stairs. Anyone that wanted to steal a package from our doorstep would have to walk past the windows and doors of the other 7 neighbors. We’ve had delivered toys go missing and even lost a very expensive gaming PC. They never turned up.

So I want to be clear this family is obnoxiously loud. I eventually called the landlord twice, and things seemed to quiet down. The guy next door confronted me recently, saying that he knew we called the landlord because they had never gotten a complaint until we moved in. The conversation was civil, but he said just come talk to him if I ever had an issue. Now, I would have talked to them if we were on friendly terms, but as I said, I’m not dealing with people like this. Also, the first time I met this guy, he shook my hand and was pleasant. A few days later, when I saw him a second time? I said hello, and he glared and stared me down the whole time he walked down the stairs. And it’s been like the with him the entire time. Sometimes he’s cool, but most of the time, he just glares and doesn’t say anything. Like wtf?

I eventually just started ignoring everyone here, altogether. They aren’t worth my time. And I have too many things to worry about to waste my energy on them. I put on headphones whoever I leave the apartment. And when we’re home I run a fan, and wear headphones while I work on my computer to drown out their nonsense.

THE SON HAS BEEN AN ISSUE since we moved in. One kid, in particular, has a severe attitude problem. He’s a young kid, just turned 13 this year, I guess. When my cousin came to visit one day, he’s a big porta Rican guy, the kid asked my cousin if he wanted to fight. This kid would also sit outside on the steps and glared at us whenever me and my wife came home. I don’t think he goes to school?

One time, I had someone come over to inspect our apartment for a check-up, and this kid was again sitting outside. I said hello, and greeted him, and he didn’t say anything. He just smirked at me and shook his said. I said Hello again and he just smirked and said, “Okay.” I was so irritated.

Another time, they were banging and hammering on the walls. Loudly. It had been going on for a few days. Then they started blasting their music with the bass turned up all the way again. I finally lost it and pounded on the wall for them to stop. This same kid comes out and tries to square up to me and is like, “Hey bro! Why are you pounding on the walls?” with an attitude.

So it’s been a constant thing with him.

MY WIFE AND I CAME HOME about a week ago, with our 3 babies. Like we always do. And this kid opens his door, glares at us, and says, “God d***. Every f**ing day!” And slams the door. This upset my wife, so she remarked out loud, “Wow. Rude.” And my kids asked why he said damn? My wife said just to ignore him.

We came home again, and this kid opened his door again and started getting on us because we were walking up the stairs too loud. He said we walk like baby elephants. The neighbors jumped in to defend us, and he started cussing them out. I recorded the whole thing. Like are you serious?

After he slammed the door, I knocked and confronted him. He started apologizing. Later, when we were coming home from dropping my wife off, the lady of the house stopped by and apologized to us for what happened. Apology or not, I cannot stand this family. And I will call the cops, tell the landlord, and post the uncensored video on social media if they ever give us another problem again.

I GOT TAILGATED SUPER BOWL SUNDAY. So I was still on edge from the issue with the kid next door. And the morning of the Super Bowl, I dropped my wife off at work. It was 2am. This car pulled out and got right behind me as I was driving home. I was going the speed limit. It’s 2am, and no other vehicles are out. They were tailgating me hard! I had my kids with me, so I slowed down. And they got closer. I got pissed. I slowed 10 under the speed limit.

They stayed on my tail for a bit, and they eventually zoomed past me and went their own way. I was so angry that I got behind them and followed them. I admit it was stupid of me, and I shouldn’t have done that. It was not wise. I should have just drove away and let the universe handle them.

But I followed them. They eventually turned into a small parking lot, and I drove up next to them. Now, I always get tailgated. I hate it. And it’s usually some soccer mom, old lady, or grumpy old guy. This time I decided to confront the a-hole.

It was a car with 4-5 white teenagers listening to rap music. Sh**. I tried to keep my cool, and they started cussing at me. I told them I had kids in the car and asked why they were tailgating me. They said they were tired and just wanted to go home. One of the kids got out and smirked, and then called me the N-word and said he’d fade me or something.

At that point, I was like, “What did you say?” and pulled out my phone to record them. They laughed, got in their car, and drove away as they flipped me off. Oi. What is it with these little white kids and using the N-word as a threat?

WHERE IS EVERYONE? I wrote about some of these issues, and my brother Niko, my sibling Cloud, my cousin Les, and my cousin Jazzy were the only ones that replied to me. No one else did? I was looking for comfort and support and barely found any. I was a wreck, emotionally drained, unstable, and about to lose it completely. I wanted to be reassured, to talk, to vent it out. But of everyone in my life, all my loved ones, it was only these 4 that showed any concern. And it broke me… I’m losing it. I’m getting tired of everything. I’m tired of it all. I’m almost done with everything… I feel like my wife, and I are drowning, and everyone sees it… and they’re watching us sink. Not to discount Niko, Cloud, Les, and Jazzy, mind you. I love and appreciate them so much. It means the world to me that they did take the time to talk with me. But it’s lonely knowing that not everyone is standing with us. Or at all. It frustrates me.

I’M JUST TIRED OF EVERYTHING. People are jerks, and you can’t fight with them. A fool will always be right, no matter what. And I can’t fight the whole world cause if you deal with one a-hole, another one will pop up again. The world is filled with them. I realize that I can’t reason or win with them. If you confront them, they buckle down. If you leave them alone, they poke and push back. The best thing is to cut them off, leave, and just let them destroy themselves. Leave it to God to judge them. Walk away, live your life, smile, and concentrate on what matters. Find a passion and throw yourself into it. And above all else, get away from them if and when you can. They’re not worth the trouble, irritation, and heartache. I, for one, have too many things to worry and deal with to let these inconsiderate people get in the way.

I’m so tired…

THANK YOU SO MUCH for reading! I’ll be back with another entry next time. Stay creative and make something! Tell the world your story in the way that only you can. Please take care, and God bless. Stay safe. Cheers!