First off thank you all for your replies and I'm sorry I didn't get to them sooner. I rarely check my emails and didn't realize I received so many replies.

Here is an update to my situation with my noisy neighbors from hell.

After calling my apartment manager to inform them of the situation no confrontation took place. However the sound while it didn't get worse it didn't go away completely. I just ended up giving in and putting up with it. That was until Tuesday May 27th.

I came home that evening and the noisy neighbors had their blinds open and I could clearly see a group of people watching a movie. The sound system for the movie was LOUD, I mean IMAX theatre loud. Now if I would have had a chance to think about my next action I would have never have done it but instinctively I knocked on their door with my heart racing a mile a minute. They opened the door and I stumbled over my words and the resident said the "music is to loud isn't it?" I said yes and they kindly turned it down.

I walked into my apartment and this rush of fear came over me, I couldn't believe what I had just done and I was literally shaking. Then it got even worse because I was freaking out over freaking out over what I had just done.

Needless to say they were absolutely quite for about a month. I thought I was home free until recently.

The past two Friday's the annoying noise levels started to come back. Then this past Sunday I was awaken to what I thought was an explosion. I ran out into the living room only to find out that in fact it was an explosion but a virtual explosion. The neighbors next door were playing a video game and it was insanely loud. I looked at the clock and it was 2:45am on a Sunday morning. I proceeded to call the complex security but was greeted with a voice mail. I was to tired and emotional to leave a message, plus I didn't have the number to the local police, so I just ended up going to bed.

This past Monday while at work I was fighting severe anxiety issues in calling the apartment manager and didn't get any work done. Finally in the late afternoon I was able to get a hold of my apartment manager. I filled them in on what was going on and they said they would give the noisy neighbors a three day notice. Meaning they have three days to quite down or they will be asked to leave.

Great! Finally the front office is taking some action right and I should feel better that this is going to get resolved?

WRONG!

My anxiety levels went through the roof because of this 3-day notice. I was terrified in going home with some fear of some definite backlash.

I ended up going home that evening and they were still playing their sound system at an annoying level. On a scale of one to ten I would say it was at four. I was virtually a wreck for the whole evening.

Tuesday roles around and my anxiety levels were still at 10. It was effecting my work so badly that I decided to schedule a last minute appointment with my therapist. In talking with her she said I was suffering from social anxiety issues as well as some PTSD resulting from traumatic experiences I've had in the last couple of years.

Tuesday and Wednesday evening rustled into confrontations and it was quite.

However yesterday was a completely different story. They were the noise levels were loud throughout the whole day. For one hour the range was from a six to a ten. The rest of the day it jumped from a one to a seven. Having the day off I was wreck the whole day. I spent all day at home and recorded every major incident down in my journal.

Then at 9:30pm I had a nervous breakdown. I wanted to leave and go to Starbucks to hang out with my friends but I couldn't leave because the noisy neighbors were sitting on there patio and I was to afraid of a confrontation. I tried getting up to leave and just collapsed on the couch crying and shaking uncontrollably. I felt so lost and weak and to tired to even fight this situation anymore.

I awoke this morning to them with their noise levels up again ranging from a one to a six. There was no way in the world I was going to put up with it today so I got out of the house and fled to Starbucks. I don't think I will be coming home until later tonight.

So that's where things are now. I'm ashamed of myself that I can't stand up for myself and that I'm freaking out as much as I am over fear of any backlash, especially I update the manager and they end up getting evicted.

Thank you for giving me the chance to let this out and I apologize for any grammar errors but I wrote this whole entry on my iPad.