a bit of background, quite by chance I used to work with his brother who’s now settled down overseas with family, so I’ve got to know our neighbour on the back of this,
The neighbour in question knocked round one Saturday night, seemed a little odd (“on edge”) but politely advised that the music may be a little loud that particular night & that it would be a one off, ok I thought, fair enough, benefit of the doubt & all that & to be fair it wasn’t that bad, tolerable til just after midnight.. happy days, but the following Sunday night it was unbearable to the degree that I had to involve the local council again,
In the past we’ve both got to know his parents & they have kindly given us their numbers, (both live away) in case any further episodes raised their head, his mum gave me the details of who I could contact care wise should the need arise, she even gave me the spare key to watch over his house, on one of his wobblies he threw something out of his kitchen window breaking it, I advised his mum & repaired his kitchen blind & repaired the boundary fence between us when we had severe winds early this year to which he just watched ?!?
Had to hand the key back as I wasn’t being responsible for his care & repair services when he kept us awake with his music again so the council was contacted, why should I be relied upon when I get paid back like that?
We have done all we can to be decent neighbours, we’d do anything for anybody in our cul de sac, but to be reciprocated like this just takes the piss, the ironic thing is is that he has family & I don’t (apart from the missus) yet seem relied upon to watch over him, now he goes off on one about interfering with his family, when they’re the ones to give us their details?,
... what do you do?, probably the answer is not to have got involved in the first place but I’ve always been a firm believer in helping out those less fortunate than you, seems it may have backfired in this case?
, all therapy sessions from what I gather I think are done via phone, which I find odd.
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, like I’ve emotions severed in my brain with stuff, the best way I think I can describe it is that half my emotions are under water & the other half are waving about in the wind, for a brief moment they connect, for a spilt second I’m ok then everything just falls apart again, the thing is none of this is of my own doing, it’s all been outside of my control, which is the annoying thing about it, if I’ve done something wrong then ok.. I’d hold my hands up & admit it’s down to me, but it hasn’t