I recently wrote about my downstairs neighbors, now I am awakened by a random neighbor crying and pleading outside my window in the parking lot. Thankfully I am not on the first floor.
I haven’t lived the apartment life before, It has been over a year now since I moved in and it’s been extremely quiet where I live. I like it but I also realize that when you live among so many people there will be times that you are privy to outbursts or domestic issues. It’s always upsetting to wake up hearing a pleading cry outside your window or catching the yelling sounds of a stranger.
I know enough about times like those not to step in, but to observe from afar, and if I feel someones life in danger or the issue get out of hand, help is a phonecall away. It doesn’t mean I don’t want to help. I just know 9 times out of 10 they are so emotionally involved that my stepping in is not only a danger to me, but also would more likely increase the heightened emotions, not calm them.
I lay here in bed wondering what the story is behind all the crying. I won’t sleep well after this. It brings back feelings I’ve not felt in a long time. Touches nerve endings that I thought were deeply buried. There’s something primal about hearing these sounds that are not your own. Like you are in the middle of someone elses movie.
I’ll try to sleep now…it’s quiet and I saw them walk to their apartment. Feels helpless to not know the reasons. Feels odd to have memories like that surface in coordination with the event. I feel strong enough that I will be safe and secure and my littles or worried parts won’t feel threatened. It takes a little “self talk” to move forward sometimes. I hope it stays quiet.
It’s been over a month and I talked to the neighbors that live below these guys…same issue. They are just LOUD people.
Complained once, to the office, they said they’d send a note. No idea what that will do~worth a try!