Driven out of apartment by neighbors

Not really. There's not a lot around here but bars, especially at night. The ubiquity of the trigger means it's anywhere I go too.

They are still doing it. They didn't stop. They're building back up to maximum frequency. Maybe because no one came to stop them after I screamed.

When I scream now, it feels like my teeth are going to come out and land across the room. I'm going to scream every time because someone must have noticed them doing it early on and asked what is going on. I can't take the torture anymore. Screaming helps relieve some of the anxiety I guess.

I lost my checkbook and I haven't found it yet. I may have packed it in one of the small bags when I was going to run from here to the airport two weeks ago.

I feel horrible. They are keeping it up. Maybe a little less of the three way simultaneous crap they were doing. But still extreme. I am continuing to scream. If the police come, hopefully I'll have time to try to explain what's going on.

I hope you find your checkbook. I also hope the neighbors quiet down.

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Thank you, ofthevalley. No, nothing is stopping them. You wouldn't believe what's happening here.

I have the TV on local weather at max volume for the background music, both phones blaring different music, earplugs jammed in, but I still hear all of it.

About an hour ago I took one of my increased Abilify pills, along with benztropine. I feel really awful. Weird pressure feeling in my head. I don't like it. And more torture in my body from their constant triggering me and this having been going on since at least the 14th! And not screaming for all that time because I was afraid to "encourage" them.

They don't necessarily respond to any gambit I try. They're in their own little search and destroy game and I'm the target.

I'm afraid to try standing up.

If I could only post this. I guess I could on YouTube. But without the physical experience, no one would understand.

I hate that they seem to enjoy torturing you. I can't imagine how loud it must be. I don't do well with loud.

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Thank you, ofthevalley. It's very loud. I have earplugs in and with everything going on, there's too much and I don't feel well. I have the physical torture from being constantly triggered and my head feels weird from my higher dose Abilify.

With the two women doing it, they've been the most dedicated as far as constantly and following me from my bed to the kitchen bathroom and back room. Except for the single one upstairs, someone must have said something to her, or maybe that's wishful thinking. I don't know. Him, that pos downstairs, has gotten more dedicated.

I keep wanting to say more but I'm having trouble completing thoughts.

But yes, for whatever their repulsive motivation is, they're really getting off on it.

I honestly think you should stop screaming, turning TV etc all up loud to drown out noise... you are causing as much a disruption as they & no doubt just exacerbating matters. The police won't be as sympathetic to you if you making that much noise...

I really believe if you just stop reacting etc. that they will stop eventually. They'll get bored.

If not you can call the police & they won't have any ammunition against you.

It's horrible what you are going through but you are responding in the worst possible way.

I know. No, it isn't possible to not react. That's kind of why I'm so miserable. This works in the lizard brain and it's a physical torture in response to a trigger.

The screaming is the only way to release the rage.

The screaming also alerts other people here that I'm being tortured.

I understand the screaming. I scream when I'm overwhelmed or really stressed out. Though I usually do it into a pillow so no one hears. But when I'm alone I just let it fly.

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I wish I could keep it in, but I just get sicker doing that. I wish the causes of my screaming didn't exist, like my stupid trigger and evil creeps who use it against me. At this point I'm wondering which they want more, getting me to leave, or completely destroying me.

Anyway, screaming takes the pressure off for me. It's not pleasant but neither is being tortured in any way.

I smoked a cigarette, and I want another one. My vaping supplies are defective at the moment.

They have been continually triggering me since I woke up at almost 11 pm. It's 2:15 am now. I can't take it anymore. If it weren't snowing I might have called the police. Not sure.

I have a new really sore tooth. Took 800 mg of ibuprofen for it. I have been expecting things to go wrong with my teeth. I hate when it happens though. And I haven't been doing anything about that, except for trying to save money.

I'm not having a good time with life. I don't remember when I ever did.

I smoked another one and almost blacked out. Not sure why. My vape supplies are no good. Can't take the stress here. It's the middle of the night and I'm screaming in here, NOT by choice. I'll probably get evicted.

They are triggering me constantly.

Things are horrible here. Don't know what to do. Take tizanidine? I guess so.

And I'm worried about being evicted because of all the screaming and loud TV. Nothing is drowning them out. They just change where they're standing, sitting, or walking. I'm pretty sure he put holes in certain places so it comes out audibly wherever I happen to be.

I hope your tooth feels better dental pain is the worst.

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Thanks, ofthevalley. The ibuprofen helps a lot, especially when I take 800 mg. The worst thing now is these sacks of $#@% triggering me constantly. All I'm praying aloud, even while I'm typing now. Not easy! I was hoping it would simmer down after the full moon. It's too soon to know. They're triggering every few seconds instead of every second. I need the police but the storm has me feeling unwilling to call. This to the police would look worse than nothing.

The smoking freaked me out. I still taste it on my tongue and it was hours ago. I still feel go back to it. I can't find the other packs of coils I bought for my vape tank. Got a bunch of dry hits last night, using coils that wouldn't wick the juice. My life hasn't been this messed up in years.

I'm so sorry. I wish there was something I could do for you. Just know that I'm reading and thinking of you.

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Thank you. I wish I could figure out this sickening situation. They just won't stop. The two downstairs, the male is the instigator, his wife is like an obedient dog to him. They don't work apparently which is why this is going on around the clock. The female upstairs is doing it less, but still doing it. I think she might have a part time job, not sure. And I'm in here 24/7 with the scumbags surrounding me.

I have to start looking online and making whatever calls I can to find a place. My pdoc told me to take my time and weigh my options but I don't see how to take my time with the scumbags torturing me. He reminded me you have to check out a place at night, during the day, and on the weekend. I'm really glad he knows and understands what renting in apartment buildings is like.

Good luck on your search.

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Thank you! I'm so worried.

So I've been sitting here, frantically trying to figure out what to do, and I just realized there's nothing I can do.

The jackals aren't necessarily breaking the law unless anyone else IRL would agree that they're harassing me.

Unless they installed pin hole cameras (I think they did) or put holes in their ceiling in every room to make their noises sound louder and more clear in my apartment (I think they did) there's nothing the police can really do.

I would only appear insane to the police if I told them all this and then I'd be parked in the ER for 8 to 10 hours waiting for the mental ward to free up a bed.

I'm scared of that (yet it might be good getting away from here for a few days). But I don't think my stuff would be safe. Anyway, that's not what I want to do. I should start my attempts to move out. It's just hard, with the disorganized thoughts and lack of motivation. But I can't let myself just sit here, soaking up abuse. I have to find someone who can help, maybe call a social worker and see what they suggest.

I can't believe I escaped a phantom only to go through this again for real. It's just beyond my catastrophizing even. Never thought this would happen. Never saw it coming. I feel horrible. Wish I could erase my life.

I think finding a social worker would help you a lot

Thank you, Blue_Bird. Seems like a good idea.

I'm on my higher dose of Abilify, not sure I feel anything? I don't know. Maybe it will take awhile before it kicks in.

The jackals are only triggering me at intervals to make it seem realistic. It's extremely hard to pay bills and try to function here.

But I don't know what I can do other than try to get a police person to listen to crappy recordings on my phone. I'm not ready to move right away. I have to make the best decision I can because I'll have to live with it forever (until I die, feels like forever with this crap going on).

I'm actually crying the past several days and today. That's a rare accomplishment on antipsychotics. But it's stupid to cry about this. Life is a joke. Take it lightly. Even when the punchline knocks you out.

Bad part of the day. They all started at once. When they heard me mute the TV and turn the music on my phone off they suddenly went silent.

I can't say here what I'd like to see happen.