I’m so sick of entitled middle aged white men.

Actually stings a lot.

Reading stories about other entitled old white people reminds me that these neighbors aren’t outliers. They can try to throw their privilege around but at the end of the day no one else has to play their stupid game.

“I’ve lived here four years and no one’s complained.” You stupid ancient raisin cunt, I’ve been down here not complaining for half of that. She thinks that because she doesn’t think she’s loud, that she’s not loud. Like she’s been in my apartment and knows how loud it is.

I’ve spoken with the neighbor twice and complained to the building manager. The neighbor, white lady in her 70s-80s, tells me I need to be more tolerant and neighborly. Old white ladies love to invoke respectability as a way to control a situation. Fuck that.

I’ve been here for over a year and a half and it’s really been bothering me the last couple months. Maybe the stomping has gotten louder, maybe the kids are around more, maybe there’s been more dropping shit while I’m trying to fall asleep. I’m not sure.

My upstairs neighbors are very heavy walkers for some reason. It sounds like they’re wearing boots when they’re walking around barefoot. They also play clarinet badly and occasionally have their young grandchildren over. They drag and roll furniture around. And drop shit on the floor a lot.

I feel stifled in my relationship and it’s long distance. I know he loves me and it feels so good to have someone so dedicated but there’s no freedom. I feel like a shadow.

I don’t want to be with him but it’s upsetting for some reason. I think it’s because he figured it out, how to be a good partner, and I want that.

I honestly wonder if the answer is to dump both of them and start over.