So I've been having a little bit of trouble with the neighbor upstairs. And I've been throughly upset about a lot of things lately. So Ken dropped Austin off and I got up and locked the door. When I went to put Austin to sleep I checked the door and it was unlocked. Now I had taken Austin down the hall, gave him a bath and helped him brush his teeth. I didn't hear anything but it still bothers me. So I was looking for the key I had given Mike and then he gave back to me. I had them hanging by the front door. So I can't find them now. Its really starting to bother me, so I called Mike because I was really upset about it and he made me feel like a complete moron. I was upset, like really upset and he just made me feel like I'd totally inconvenienced him. He was asleep he said, ok let me explain the way this guy works, he sleeps all the fucking time. He's complaining that his sleep schedule is all off, and I keep saying if you didn't sleep all day you'd sleep at night. And all he says is well. He still talks about his sleep being messed up, its his excuse for everything that happens...but anytime I talk or have something that really bothers me he makes me feel so dumb. So I'm done. My therapist asked me how we can go back to being friends when we've never been friends, and he's right. When you're friends with someone and they are truly upset you don't act like a dick. He knows no matter what happens me can always call me, omfg I'm tired of being here for everyone. So pretty much anyone who has a problem can kiss my ass, ok so more like if he gets upset even though he never does this, but if he does get upset he can kiss my ass. That was the ultimate slap in the face that told me he just doesn't care, so I'll just deal with the slap in the face and find someone else. We'll be friends but I think maybe its time to start returning some of the calls I've been ignoring. Its time to find my boundary and stick to it before I let myself get any deeper into this hell I've been living lately. Makes sense doesn't it.