Being the person that I am, I showed some decency toward a older lady. He husband was recently put into a nursing home. Her youngest daughter’s boyfriend verbally abused her. So I was nice to her. As it turns out my neighborly well wishes were taken to heart so much that anytime she needed something she would knock on my door. Once she walked over for a glass of water. I finally told her that I was having some issues with her company. It was just a little too needy and too often. I softened it and was polite as possible about it, but it was just enough to get her to understand. So she left me alone for a while.
Last Monday however… ahem. She was walking down the street and I didn’t see her. I was a little startled. I smiled in kindness and was turning back towards my driveway when she spoke. Uh oh, I thought to myself. She asked me how I was doing. So I said, Okay. The voices aren’t as bad. They put me on a new antidepressant. She actually squealed in delight! So this means we can be neighbors again! Notice she didn’t ask me? She made a declarative statement. Today she has been at my home twice. I am on the fringe here. This is really aggravating the voices. All I can say now… Well that’s not good.