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I'm stressed out.
This will probably be confusing to a lot of you as it's just the latest incident in a year-long saga of bullshit; most of this saga is recorded in my handwritten diaries which I am still in the process of working through.
For your benefit, though, I will summarise. We have a lady living next door. I refer to her as Stalker Neighbour. She moved in on her own in March last year and seemed nice at first, very nice, too-good-to-be-true nice. I befriended her around April/May. I was glad to have a nice neighbour at last.
Then... it all got a bit too much. Our friendship quickly turned one-sided and toxic as she put most of her social needs on me. She started sending literally hundreds of texts, having me running around at all hours to make sure she was okay, coming round for tea and chats that would extend to hours when I was tired after work and there were things I desperately needed to get done.
She told people all kinds of things too. She told me she suffered from sciatica, she broke down crying on another person and said she had "leg cancer", every person had a different tale of woe from her and it just didn't add up. Like, if you have all these problems, why tell everybody different things, omitting the rest? Not to mention we often used to see her (and hear her tell us of) walking down to St Helens to visit her mum. Bearing in mind it's a good six mile walk to St Helens from Newton.
Her activities bordered on stalkerish. She would watch our house and text me commenting when she saw people leaving. She'd text "aww look at the lovebirds" if she saw me going out with Jason somewhere - she even used to text me when she saw that I'd ordered a takeaway. I felt like I had hardly any privacy, I used to wonder if she'd have her ear up against our walls.
Following a party she had, after which she had a pretty dramatic blow-out with another woman who she'd invited, I decided it was time to limit contact. I still don't know the full story about the blow-out, but from what I gathered the woman felt like she'd been used in some way.
So... yeah. I stopped responding to texts, and when my phone broke and I had to get a new one, I didn't tell her the number. She still has me on FB and recently went through a phase of tagging me in loads of inane shit on there, so I changed my settings to stop all that. Then, more recently, she attempted to pair her phone to my Kindle (probably thinking it was a phone).
Within the last few months, she's had friends staying with her. By staying I mean living there, most likely breaking her tenancy agreement being that she lives in a one bedroom flat suitable for a single person or maybe a couple without children. There are two men there; father and son, I suspect, apparently from Nottingham, and they've brought a dog with them.
Holy hell, am I glad for our fence. Shitty fence though it might be, this dog would have a chunk out of Kaitlyn if it could. As soon as it sees her, it's snarling, going mad at the fence - and of course she barks back, but it's pretty obvious who instigates it.
Granted, Kaitlyn isn't fantastic with dogs. She's a rescue with some issues from a previous owner. But she's getting better, and is obedient. When we call her, she'll come straight in, even if another dog is antagonising her. Their dog has to be physically restrained. Kaitlyn goes outside and chills out quietly in the sun; their dog starts barking immediately as soon as it leaves the house.
So shortly before Dad set off to pick me up from work today, he let Kaitlyn out for a run in the garden. Then they let their dog out. Then their dog started snarling, and Kaitlyn started barking.
The younger of the two men came out and had a go at dad, telling him to "fix our fucking fence" because apparently Kaitlyn had bitten their dog on the paw last night.
There are several holes in their accusation already. Firstly, none of us recall Kaitlyn getting her snout through the fence. Whenever she kicks off, we call her in immediately and she obeys. Her nose is way too big to get through the fence. Secondly, our fence is slightly slanted, meaning there's a gap between our panel and theirs (we have two fence panels back to back between our gardens), so reaching through would have been even harder for Kaitlyn.
Thirdly, whenever that dog (a small to medium breed) antagonises Kaitlyn, it kicks off through the bottom of the fence. When Kaitlyn retaliates, she barks and jumps up at the fence.
The fence panel on their side is wire. So basically, it looks like their dog has injured itself on the wire fence, and they're blaming Kaitlyn.
We only deduced this after the confrontation itself, though. In the heat of the moment, Dad just told the guy to control his dog.
And the guy ever so politely threatened to knock my dad out. Charming. The older guy, who I suppose had overheard the confrontation, muttered "Stalker Neighbour is going to the housing association on Monday".
So Dad was pretty pissed off about that. He came to pick me up from work, and when we got back, we found this on the floor in the hallway, having been pushed through the door:
The bit I've scribbled over is where Stalker Neighbour signed, rather bizarrely, with her name and address - as though we don't know where she lives? We haven't replied, because we don't do confrontation no matter how much bullshit is being thrown our way. But we've kept the note just in case we need it as evidence.
I don't know what her guests have said to her about the clash in the garden, but they've obviously given her a very biased story as Dad didn't even mention her to them, just asked them to control their dog. The language she's used is pretty confrontational too.
So yeah, that's what's been going on today, anyway. You know, I hadn't bitten my nails for almost two weeks, until all this shit went down?
I'm anxious. These people have made physical threats against my Dad when all he did was ask them to keep their aggressive dog in check. Now she's pushing angry letters through our door, demanding a response - I felt smothered by her behaviour last summer but this is totally different. I'm scared we'll get reported and get into trouble that we didn't even cause.
EDIT: Before I could post this entry, I discovered that Stalker Neighbour has deleted her Facebook account. Dad has decided not to rise up to their bullshit - so basically if anything happens, they'll be the ones starting it. I just hope things don't get too out of hand.
This will probably be confusing to a lot of you as it's just the latest incident in a year-long saga of bullshit; most of this saga is recorded in my handwritten diaries which I am still in the process of working through.
For your benefit, though, I will summarise. We have a lady living next door. I refer to her as Stalker Neighbour. She moved in on her own in March last year and seemed nice at first, very nice, too-good-to-be-true nice. I befriended her around April/May. I was glad to have a nice neighbour at last.
Then... it all got a bit too much. Our friendship quickly turned one-sided and toxic as she put most of her social needs on me. She started sending literally hundreds of texts, having me running around at all hours to make sure she was okay, coming round for tea and chats that would extend to hours when I was tired after work and there were things I desperately needed to get done.
She told people all kinds of things too. She told me she suffered from sciatica, she broke down crying on another person and said she had "leg cancer", every person had a different tale of woe from her and it just didn't add up. Like, if you have all these problems, why tell everybody different things, omitting the rest? Not to mention we often used to see her (and hear her tell us of) walking down to St Helens to visit her mum. Bearing in mind it's a good six mile walk to St Helens from Newton.
Her activities bordered on stalkerish. She would watch our house and text me commenting when she saw people leaving. She'd text "aww look at the lovebirds" if she saw me going out with Jason somewhere - she even used to text me when she saw that I'd ordered a takeaway. I felt like I had hardly any privacy, I used to wonder if she'd have her ear up against our walls.
Following a party she had, after which she had a pretty dramatic blow-out with another woman who she'd invited, I decided it was time to limit contact. I still don't know the full story about the blow-out, but from what I gathered the woman felt like she'd been used in some way.
So... yeah. I stopped responding to texts, and when my phone broke and I had to get a new one, I didn't tell her the number. She still has me on FB and recently went through a phase of tagging me in loads of inane shit on there, so I changed my settings to stop all that. Then, more recently, she attempted to pair her phone to my Kindle (probably thinking it was a phone).
Within the last few months, she's had friends staying with her. By staying I mean living there, most likely breaking her tenancy agreement being that she lives in a one bedroom flat suitable for a single person or maybe a couple without children. There are two men there; father and son, I suspect, apparently from Nottingham, and they've brought a dog with them.
Holy hell, am I glad for our fence. Shitty fence though it might be, this dog would have a chunk out of Kaitlyn if it could. As soon as it sees her, it's snarling, going mad at the fence - and of course she barks back, but it's pretty obvious who instigates it.
Granted, Kaitlyn isn't fantastic with dogs. She's a rescue with some issues from a previous owner. But she's getting better, and is obedient. When we call her, she'll come straight in, even if another dog is antagonising her. Their dog has to be physically restrained. Kaitlyn goes outside and chills out quietly in the sun; their dog starts barking immediately as soon as it leaves the house.
So shortly before Dad set off to pick me up from work today, he let Kaitlyn out for a run in the garden. Then they let their dog out. Then their dog started snarling, and Kaitlyn started barking.
The younger of the two men came out and had a go at dad, telling him to "fix our fucking fence" because apparently Kaitlyn had bitten their dog on the paw last night.
There are several holes in their accusation already. Firstly, none of us recall Kaitlyn getting her snout through the fence. Whenever she kicks off, we call her in immediately and she obeys. Her nose is way too big to get through the fence. Secondly, our fence is slightly slanted, meaning there's a gap between our panel and theirs (we have two fence panels back to back between our gardens), so reaching through would have been even harder for Kaitlyn.
Thirdly, whenever that dog (a small to medium breed) antagonises Kaitlyn, it kicks off through the bottom of the fence. When Kaitlyn retaliates, she barks and jumps up at the fence.
The fence panel on their side is wire. So basically, it looks like their dog has injured itself on the wire fence, and they're blaming Kaitlyn.
We only deduced this after the confrontation itself, though. In the heat of the moment, Dad just told the guy to control his dog.
And the guy ever so politely threatened to knock my dad out. Charming. The older guy, who I suppose had overheard the confrontation, muttered "Stalker Neighbour is going to the housing association on Monday".
So Dad was pretty pissed off about that. He came to pick me up from work, and when we got back, we found this on the floor in the hallway, having been pushed through the door:
The bit I've scribbled over is where Stalker Neighbour signed, rather bizarrely, with her name and address - as though we don't know where she lives? We haven't replied, because we don't do confrontation no matter how much bullshit is being thrown our way. But we've kept the note just in case we need it as evidence.
I don't know what her guests have said to her about the clash in the garden, but they've obviously given her a very biased story as Dad didn't even mention her to them, just asked them to control their dog. The language she's used is pretty confrontational too.
So yeah, that's what's been going on today, anyway. You know, I hadn't bitten my nails for almost two weeks, until all this shit went down?
I'm anxious. These people have made physical threats against my Dad when all he did was ask them to keep their aggressive dog in check. Now she's pushing angry letters through our door, demanding a response - I felt smothered by her behaviour last summer but this is totally different. I'm scared we'll get reported and get into trouble that we didn't even cause.
EDIT: Before I could post this entry, I discovered that Stalker Neighbour has deleted her Facebook account. Dad has decided not to rise up to their bullshit - so basically if anything happens, they'll be the ones starting it. I just hope things don't get too out of hand.