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Let me recap first.
I live in a duplex. I lived in the downstairs apartment when my attack happened. My landlords never changed their locks because they have known my attacker since he was little, as he used to live in my apartment before he moved to his own house on the same parcel of land. So, he had his own key.
After the attack, she offered me the upstairs apartment, let me have a guard dog and even changed the locks right in front of me and added a deadbolt. Now, some say I should have been furious with her, because if she had done her job as a landlord, this whole thing never would have happened.
We have been in the upstairs apartment now for about a month and she just recently had someone moving in downstairs. Let me rephrase that. They hadn't moved in fully YET, they were still working on moving their things in.
My husband and I were getting our laundry off the clotehs-line today when they called him over to talk. NOT ME, mind you. Just my husband. So I went inside and waited. When he came back, he had some interesting things to say. Apparently, the woman who was moving in downstairs has changed her mind because she could not handle hearing footsteps above her and she could not handle hearing the dogs paws pitter-pattering over the floor.
Like this is somehow my fault? When you move in somewhere and you have a neighbor above you, it's not going to be exactly quiet.
So my landlords gave us three options. 1) we can leave. 2) we get rid of the dog 3) we move back downstairs.
ARE YOU FUCKING KIDDING ME, LADY?????
For once, I refuse to move back downstairs where my attack happened! Why would she even ask me to do something like that? And she KNOWS I can't get rid of my dog.....as my husband works nights and I'm home alone, I need a guard dog! HELLLLLOOOOO!! This was basically her saying in a polite way that they don't want us living here anymore. Like it's our fault the lady downstairs was way too fucking picky about hearing feet!!!! COME ON!!!!
Now, I am forced to find a new place to live and I am beyond pissed off. I am at my wits end. I have had just as much as I can deal with. How much more am I going to have thrown at me before I break??? In my opinion, if she did her job as a landlord to begin with, this shit never would have happened! So why the fuck am I being the one punished????? :angry:/> :bawling:/>