On January 9th, I had an episode inside my apartment. I fell and got a concussion + major cut on my forehead from hitting the door -- or the door hitting me when it was broken in by the police.
The landlord came over recently to look at the new door I had family help with. He said that I should even let the police have a key and I think that's silly. The door wasn't locked by a key-lock anyway.
I asked him earlier in January, when the old door was broken, if it was alright to put a new door up. He said that I could and surely seemed pleased at that. Recently, I asked him if I should have done that and then asked about building insurance. A friend believed that there should have been something in place like that. The landlord said that it wouldn't be his responsibily if the police knock the door down. He was even blaming me FOR having the door locked. He said "When you have a seizure, you have a warning, right?" He doesn't know anything. I don't know what I'm doing; he expects me to "remember to unlock the door". I said to him that, for the first time, I did 'remember' to have the fear to go into the hallway because "someone" (the landlady in her discriminatory letter) had used that as a reason to not renew the lease because they weren't "qualified" to clean up after me. He told me that "It doesn't matter where it happens. There was a lot of blood."
He didn't have to clean anything; he didn't give a new door; and, when I returned from the hospital, the door wasn't secure. In the police report, it stated that he was asked to secure the door. He said that he couldn't do that because he would have to have hammered the bottom edge in and it was 5 in the morning. I told him that I did it with no problem.
Out of the blue the other day, the female landlord showed up. She just started talking about how I need to stop harassing her and I had no clue what she meant. She tells me to not play dumb; that I know what I'm doing; this was her only warning; to not talk to her (I never do) and she'll be getting in touch with her attorney and I'll be in a lot of trouble. Whatever. I told her to just leave me alone and said that it seemed like she was harassing me and I didn't appreciate it. I went to the police to just talk to someone and I was told that, if any of them come around unexpectedly and I receive more insults or harassment, to let them know and they'll be right over.
It was of interest that this happened the same day that there was a re-inspection on my apartment to see if repairs were done. Yep...some repairs were finally done. Things I'd been asking for forever. Specifically, the windows in the bedroom were horrible, with glass-panes falling out and one didn't have a storm window since I moved in over 15 years ago. They must not like repairing things, especially when it's me, and I report things to the board of health or the Housing Authority. I know of others in the building who are disgusted with them; if someone is really bothering her and she thinks it's me, she has no right to accuse me.
Just like in this situation, I have no problem reporting their bad behaviour to anybody in the hope that others won't have to get involved with them. They even had the nerve to complain about how >I< caused them difficulty with the state because of my discrimination complaint from their letter where they tried to remove me because of my seizures. They don't care what they put me through.
These people really are a piece of work. For the first time, excluding the way I felt from the discriminatory letter, I felt so worthless and rejected. To have be told that I should have unlocked the door in the midst of an episode is more evidence that they don't have a clue and their property is all that matters. I felt like I wanted to just run away or do worse to myself.
I had another episode last week and my medicine just isn't working well or the depression/anxiety/whatever is contributing to loss of control. I hope I'll be safe. Even if it's reaching-far, I'm afraid of my life because of them.
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