As Expected…

To say I’m angry would be the understatement of the year.

On Friday, I got mad at the neighbors upstairs for repeatedly intentionally finding a way to leave the heat off and doing so because this fellow upstairs has an unhealthy obsession with making us suffer in a cold environment. They heard and finally turned the heat on. Yesterday, they were out all day and the furnace cycled properly like it should. However, today, they’re home and the heat has been off since about 9am. This obsession he has is beyond ridiculous.

We are in the process of looking for new living arrangements, but due to rediculously high rent and lack of affordable housing, the ability to move in a timely manner is little hard. Theray is also in the cards, but affordability is also an issue. In both cases, it’s not a matter of IF, but WHEN. Options are being looked into and explored, but until something we can afford pops up, it’s a waiting game (which makes it extremely frustrating on my end because it feels like I keep hitting brick walls). My mental health has been taking a beating lately and vocalizing what’s been happening is one way that helps me vent until we’re in a position to move and find a therapist.