At least I feel a bit more "normal" now... in Life as I know it...

I have a neighbor who is an absolute nutter, and coming from me, that means something. He hasn't been that much of a problem up until recently. I live in a housing complex that has 4 different houses on it, all of which looks out onto the swimming pool and garden that we all share. Up until a few weeks ago, the only problem that this guy caused was that he would pace around the swimming pool without his top on and his ass hanging out while smoking and occasionally saying or shouting random stuff, but lately things have taken a turn for the worse.

One day while I was sitting outside, he opened up my gate and came into my garden and tried to force me to have a drink out of his wine bottle that he was carrying around him. I refused and he kept on asking until he got quite aggressive. He then proceeded to ask me which tv shows I watched and I told him that I really like the NatGeo, Disc and Hist Channels. He replied to this by saying "Oh yes, that's Jason. I used to beat him up when he was little.". I gave my best middle class smile and laugh to see if it would please him and he just said "No, serious bru. and proceeded to tell me that I should live my life by listening to the radio and walked off.

A week or so later, I saw him wandering around with a saw. There he was, walking around aimlessly in the garden with a saw in his hands. After a few minutes he went back to his house. It's gotten to the point where I am too afraid to go for a swim, in case he might come out. I've emailed the landlord and told him about these issues and he said he knows that this guy has a few screws loose and that it's actually his brother's house and he stays there with him. I've been staying here for almost a year and I never saw the brother. The landlord gave me the brother's email address, so I sent him an email and met with him. He was a nice guy. He said that his brother has bi-polar depression and is schizophrenic. Quite similar to my brother, except no meth, prostitution and creating cults.

Everything was fine until today, when he came up to my gate, shouted something and threw a pair of headphones in my garden. The other neighbor told me that the he found a flat screen tv and a wetsuit in his garden a couple of days ago. What the fuck? So I emailed the brother and the landlord and told them that this guy is not safe to be around, nevermind fucking up my already incredibly sensitive anxiety and fear. The brother gave me his dad's email address so I sent him an email. Apparently the guy just refuses to take any medication or go to an institution, so now he's staying with his brother, drinking and causing chaos Oh, wait, I did have another experience regarding him. I was trying to get out of the driveway, but it was blocked by a cop car. I couldn't see anybody around, so I just hooted for a while until an officer came out of crazy man's house... Holding a golf club... Apparently the police knows all to well about him.

So, I told them to get him out of here, gave him the number of the case worker who sorted out my brother's sectioning order and told them that if I don't hear back by tomorrow, that I will phone a social worker and have him taken away. Yes, I know he is a victim of a terrible mental illness, but so am I (to a lesser extent) and when I feel like killing myself or that I am in trouble, I phone my psychiatrist and ask her to please book me into a clinic, which I have done 3 times now. During my times there, I have encountered and seen guys exactly like him. They are usually kept in the high-care area which is closed off, but every now and then one of them would flip out and the police would be called to take them away to one of the hardcore governmental institutions. This guy isn't safe to be around and he is a danger to himself. He even has a car for God's sake!!

So as I am writing this, he is standing outside by the pool, 21:30pm, shouting and rambling on about "a very old lady." and my anxiety is skyrocketing. If he tries to come close to my house I will kick his ass and I will not be held responsible for what happens to him. I FINALLY got rid of my brother a few months ago and now this douchebag is causing chaos. I hope this gets sorted out within a few days. Needless to say I have absolutely no respect for his dad who leaves his dirty work for other people to take care of. You don't just let your mentally unstable and dangerous son stay in his brother's house while his brother is out working all day and this guy gets to sit at home, drink and cause mayhem. If you want to have children, or if you have decided to have a child, then you need to be fucking responsible enough to take care of it, no matter how difficult things are. My dad has had to have my brother locked up and sent away twice, why can't he do the same?

Anyway, apart from all of that, I had a rather pleasant day. Decided to have a rest day from exercising and had to go get some groceries and my medication. I was feeling really strange in the pharmacy while I was waiting for all my medication. I was sweating and I could feel the sweat soaking through my shirt. 3 of my medications do make me sweat a hell of a lot, but this was different. I just started dripping with sweat, and as I could feel it start to slightly soak through to the back of my shirt, I grew even more self-conscious, because there was a small queue behind me and I was worrying what they were thinking about me.

So neither a good, nor a bad day really. We'll see what tomorrow brings. Have a wonderful day.

Adriaan