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yeah
When I was a kid I used to get accused of having a "cats lick" instead of a wash

It's supposed to rain today. Why does it always have to rain every time I need to go somewhere. I guess the rain is nothing compared to what I had to deal with last week.

f*****s upstairs are so noisy I can hear their thumps over the white noise of a fan, an audiobook on loud, and my earplugs in. I think the mother-in-law is staying, as there always seems to be twice as much noise up there when she visits. I feel frustrated because my partner won't let me bang on the ceiling with a broom. But I've tried everything else; politely speaking to them about their noise just to make them aware, and speaking to the landlords too. Nobody gives a s**t. I don't know how much longer I can live like this. They're going to be the death of me.

I banged my hands angrily on the ceiling and now they have stopped. I know it might be seen as passive aggressive behaviour and not very neighbourly, but what else can one do with ADHD and noise sensitivity and getting an angry adrenaline rush that makes it difficult to contain oneself and be calm and cool all of the time. Usually I do contain myself but when their noise is really disrupting my sleep or other activities, I just lose it.

Last edited by Tamaya on 03 Jul 2025, 1:27 pm, edited 1 time in total.

It's a pain isn't it. I take so much crap off my neighbours and then I turn on my music to blast the living crap out of them as I'm about to do now.

Where I live antisocial noise isn't tolerated and can lead to warnings and even eviction from the landlords (not saying you but I mean your neighbours seem the type to create antisocial noise for you). But my neighbours don't create antisocial noise, so there is literally nothing anybody can do about their noise. Even when they're just walking across the room or the kids dropping their toys on the floor really sounds like an earthquake hurricane for us below, and the landlords can't give them warnings for moving about in their own home. But the trouble is with that, is they have more rights because they obviously can't be restricted from doing anything - but that actually restricts us from doing anything. I know this might sound odd but having to live with headphones or earplugs in all the time actually makes my executive dysfunction worse, to the point where I just don't get hardly anything done in the home. I can't communicate with my partner properly if my ears are always blocked with earplugs or headphones, and almost everything I do is restricted really. I mean I have ears and I'm not deaf, but I might as well be, and one day when I'm older all this sound blocking with earplugs and headphones would probably make me go deaf and develop tinnitus and other hearing problems. I already have perforated eardrums anyway and dry itchy ears.

So in the past when I got unsolicited advice and criticism from rich Americans on internet forums who live in a very peaceful home in the countryside with no neighbours, have often told me that having earplugs constantly in my ears whenever I'm at home is no big deal and that I should have more empathy for the parents upstairs bringing up their two young children.
Being told to "have empathy" really makes my blood boil for some reason, and for once I'm actually thinking of my needs, I don't give a crap about theirs upstairs. They chose to have two children, I've chosen not to have children, I'm in a childless relationship where we just want peace and quiet, and we don't choose to live in an apartment either, it's just we have no choice because we're poor and the council won't give us a house or a bungalow of course. But at least we didn't choose to bring children into this world, as we're poor and underhomed (if that's a word?)

They sweep their floors every Sunday at around 6pm. This time of the week always makes me anxious because it's so loud that it can be heard over white noise and earplugs. I usually have a nap on Sunday afternoons as it's like an escapism, and no matter how armed I am with earplugs and audiobooks and fans, the horrific clanging and banging of the broom in the room above always wakes me up with a start and disturbs my sleep. Other noises they make can be masked by the earplugs I use, but for some reason sweeping their hardwood floors seems to be an extremely noisy activity. I do wish I could ask them to sweep at 8 o'clock instead, as by then I'm cooking or eating dinner in the kitchen.

If only they had carpets up there.

She’s becoming more and more like my grandmother. But more thoughtless. More scattered. More selfish. More self-centered. Manic. Unstable.

I want her to get help so I can stop hating her.

Why don't my landlords reply to my emails? The last time I spoke to them about it they said they got all my emails but just didn't reply. I'd appreciate a reply to at least one of my emails. We pay rent, so if we have a problem then they should listen. All I'm asking is for them to notify us if the upstairs neighbours move out, then we can move up there. I'm becoming desperate, as I can't live like this much longer.
I'm sorry but living below the chaos of a young family with no carpets up there and very thin floorboards, is just not ideal. I don't want to live below children. Apart from the children in my family and my friends' children, I hate children and I don't want to have to hear their noise above my head all day and night.
And the kid above us is a hateful brat. He sounds extremely jealous of his baby sister and when she was first born last year all we could hear was him screaming and crying constantly for attention. Because the floor is so thin we can hear EVERYTHING that is going on up there (if I take my earplugs out) and we can hear him screaming as soon as his baby sister is crying for something (feeding, changing, etc).
I mean I know it's expected of 3-year-olds to be jealous and clingy, but this kid is excessive. And I think it's down to the parenting. They don't offer him the stimulation he needs for his social and emotional development. They very seldom take him out. I don't think he goes to nursery. They just keep him locked indoors in a small upstairs apartment most days, and might just about take them out to the supermarket across the street if the mother really really needs something and the father is out. That's the way it seems to me. So if they took the kids out for longer, to play in the park or whatever, then it might tire him out more and he might actually want to go to bed and develop the skills to learn to play independently rather than screaming for his parent's attention all the time.

Yet they're having ANOTHER kid on the way.
Just bad news for us, innit? Unless they move elsewhere, but what if they don't?

Nature's biggest mistakes when designing humans:-

- Babies growing teeth and being in so much pain
- Your body going into survival mode by making you want to die, such as making you throw up or being in severe pain
- Autism having so many challenging symptoms
- Babies and children having a high-pitched loud voice
- Cancer, especially the way it spreads
- Eyes not really lasting long (lack of vision as we get older and requiring glasses)
- Birth complications and so much pain
- Throwing up when there's no toxins to flush out (such as from pregnancy or dizziness)
- Periods
- Colds affecting the sinuses. I mean, why can't it make mucus in your fingertips or something? At least then you can breathe and sleep better
- Farting. Your body should instead have the ability to turn gas into oxygen or something, instead of coming out your ass and causing embarrassing situations

The government: Why don't people want to work?! They all must work!

Workplaces these days:
Difficult to apply
Employers only prefer hiring people they know
Have to have experience already of everything
Have to have "excellent" communication skills and attention to detail
Health and safety rules
Greed (putting pressure on workers so that the company don't have to pay for more workers)
Manipulative cliques, snitches, and racists being favoured by supervisors
Cameras everywhere
Can't retire until we're 150 (so all that hard work and paying taxes we still won't get a pension until we're almost dead)

My rats said they'd hate to be humans having requirements and expectations like that. They asked me to become a rat but I can't, I have to live like a human just because I'm human-shaped.

That ugly critter of a kid upstairs won't stop running about and it's SO loud for me even with earplugs and it's nearly 10 o'clock at night. A kid that age should be tucked up in bed asleep, not allowing to be hyped up and running around of its own accord. If the parents had any consideration for other people they'd have some kind of a calming bedtime routine for their brats and put them to bed at a normal time for kids of their ages.

I wish they'd hurry up and move. They're entitled enough to have their kids be the noisiest little s**ts at night, so they're entitled enough to be given a family house. God I hate them with every inch of my body while they're still living there. The landlords ignore my emails and phonecalls.

The person I used to be. How could I have let other people negatively influence me so much? Those silly days are over for me.

Just saying: eating fresher foods makes for way less farting. I've been able to majorly reduce it. Also eating foods in a certain order helps (roughly as follows): fruits first, veggies, grains, meats last of all. Basically, the easy-to-digest things first, and the harder-to-digest things last

I wish people would understand that I'm not interested in friends, popularity, gangs or any other nonsense

I'm self sufficient, self reliant, self protective, I'm a lone wolf

If I could shout this from the rooftops I would

If I'm someone's friend and we just so happen to dislike the same person or people; it doesn't mean anything

If I don't like a person, it's for my own reasons

In fact there's very few people who I do actually like so that should even things up for people

FFS
I'm not even kidding
This world is flipping ridiculous

I just can't seem to beat the sensory issues I have with clothing - especially undergarments.