The year of 2025 so far has been one I would like to forget. First of all, there hasn’t been one day this entire year where I haven’t been feeling ill due to a cold I caught over Christmas. Thanks to this cold, I have not set foot outside of my house this year and if I’ve had my shoes on, it’s been to do what I’ve always hated to do while living here and this is go downstairs to eat with those people who I can’t stand who also live here. These people are the same ones who have had nothing nice to say about me in the four years I’ve lived here. They call the staff and complain about the noise if I’m having a bad day. Staff call me and tell me to be quiet because apparently I’m supposed to care about everybody needing peace and quiet when nobody here gives me any. Every day, I’m forced to get up when they call me, no matter how bad my sleep was the night before. I’m supposed to be polite even though they ask me the same damn covid question every morning when I’m half asleep. I’m supposed to not get annoyed when I’m forced to wait for them dealing with other people’s problems which I don’t care about. God forbid I say anything to defend myself on the quality of their care though. Sure, there’s no physical abuse but surely I do not like being awakened so damn early in the morning but I would think if they’re going to do this, I shouldn’t be expected to dance around, jump up and down, ask them for a date, go places with them, roll the friggin red carpet when they arrive at 9 a.m. ETC. Yet this is what mom expects of me and if I give them anything less than a positive reaction, what do you think I get? I get in trouble and I’m labelled as rude and inconsiderate. I’m told that they’re just doing their job and that I could potentially get kicked out of here for having called them out on these problems. I couldn’t even celebrate Christmas properly thanks to rudeness coming from one of them, (I’m not allowed to mention names,) but this problem resulted in mom taking the staff’s side even though I was mistreated in that moment. I don’t remember what happened to start the fight but it was enough that I spent the entire Christmas season not doing my reviews, (which is the purpose of me having this site,) but being sidetracked with the wish that she no longer work here. Well, you know what? Obviously I didn’t get that as she is still with us now. Aside from all of this, the requirement of having to go downstairs to eat when I really just want to be alone has played a part in my current state of mind as well. This place would be completely passable if this house didn’t have a common area where people were welcome to go down if they choose to. The four keywords in the previous sentence IF THEY CHOOSE TO and I say this because I think mom may have overlooked that part of my contract because it appears that anytime there’s no covid lockdowns and the elevator works, pretty much any scenario where clients aren’t confined to their rooms, I don’t have a choice but to go down, not because they make me. To be honest they couldn’t care less but because mom wants me to because she wants me to socialize with other people. I made it clear when I moved here that I would not make any new friends. Chris, Parastou, and Parya are the only friends I have but you know what? They’re the only friends I need and quite frankly, the only ones I want. Even potentially getting a girlfriend is off the table right now, (at least for the moment anyway,) as I realize what everybody has been telling me up to this point. They’ve been telling me that I will lose my freedom and I will never get to do what I want, pretty much it would be all about her. There were times when I briefly thought I would be able to have one only for those ideas to be shot down by the presence of my imaginary one who let’s not forget isn’t even a real person. She’s doing things that me real ex did to me which lead to our downfall as teenagers, (I’m too tired at this point and not comfortable to get into details.) However, this imaginary person gets in my head and forces me to have these freakouts and then I think to myself, if a person who isn’t even real can cause me this much damage, I can only imagine what would happen if I had a real one. I could end up in jail or worse. For this reason, I’m happy with the life, friends and family I have and actually wouldn’t trade any of them in for anything. Face it, with all the problems I have as it is, with constantly being reprimanded by staff because clients here can’t mind their own business and leave me alone, I really can’t afford to have another girlfriend as she would just add to my anxiety.

Now most people that live here would have probably gotten used to hearing me say, “Tell them it’s none of their business if they call to complain about me again,” in response to staff’s check in. Well, don’t get me wrong. What is going on still isn’t any of their business but in this case, I’m choosing to make this the business of every person on this site. Now I don’t know or care how many of these other people are on this site but if they are, well then I guess I have no choice but to divulge my personal problems to them as the saying goes, “Once you put something online, it’s no longer private.” However, at least for those who are on this site, I’m choosing to make my problems your business. I want to see how many of you, (if there is any,) have gone through what I’m currently going through. This may not be a big deal to most of you but I have dealt with it enough times that I’m sick of dealing with it and it almost always happens.

As I mentioned earlier in this post, my day revolves around those in this building whether I like it or not. Now as most of you may know from having read my previous reviews, I was sick New Year’s Eve and New Year’s day with a bad cold necessitating a cancellation of my plans to go to a friend’s house. Something totally unrelated is the fact that I was a fan of Wrestling in the mid 2000’s and though I have some DVDs from that period, Netflix just added a whole bunch of new Wrestling pay per views and content, some of which I have yet to even see. My biggest complaint is about the current product….how it has gotten stale and predictable…how the good wrestlers from the mid 2000’s are gone, ETC and this has resulted in me losing interest in anything with the product the way it is. Having said that, I said that if they ever came out with something like they currently have on Netflix, you basically wouldn’t be able to get me to watch anything else, much less do my movie reviews. On New Year’s day, everything from the mid 2000’s was added and you would think by this point, (with it having been active for at least two or three days at the time of this writing,) that I’ve probably seen at least two or three pay per views. Well, take a guess how many I’ve actually watched…..NONE! Each day it’s been active, I keep telling myself and Chris, “I wanted so bad to watch it last night but I got too tired….I was too sick but tonight will be the night.” Well, each night that was supposedly the night for me to start watching, there has always been something preventing me from doing so. This could be my illness or fatigue from having not slept well the night before. It can be argued that my problem is that I refuse to start watching something and pause/turn it off when I have to when my attention is diverted with something else. I’ve always felt that there’s no point in starting to watch something if you can’t enjoy it due to having to do other things. Therefore, most nights I don’t get to watch anything I want, (even movies to do another review,) because by the time everything is done, (all my calls have been made for the night, staff have come and gone, sometimes the bathroom is a factor in my reasoning,) I’m simply too tired to watch a two hour movie let alone a review and you can forget about a three hour long pay per view. Now it was one thing for my illness and fatigue to have prevented me from watching it due to my not feeling well and not being up to watching it. However, tonight I was prevented from doing so for a different reason entirely. I’m feeling better than I have in the past week despite still battling some symptoms of my cold, all of my calls were completed at a reasonable time and the only thing really preventing me from watching Wrestling was a bit of fatigue which I was able to combat and was still wide awake despite this feeling. However, staff’s late arrival to my evening called forced me to have to wait long enough that I suddenly became tired enough not to be able to watch the pay per view. When staff finally did arrive, she was unapologetic for making me wait and went about her normal business of, “What do you need? Do you need anything else?” ETC. During this time, I made a request that all of my services be cancelled for tomorrow, something that I felt was reasonable given the fact that I have taken more showers in the past week than there has been days in the year of 2025 to this point. If anybody can believe it, I think I took about 20 showers on New Year’s Eve alone in trying to combat my congestion and cough from the cold I had. Though this was granted, there was still the matter of how mom would deal with this despite knowing this fact. Unfortunately, this resulted in an anxiety attack…one which I’m actually surprised did not result in any complaints from clients. Then again, even if it did, I wouldn’t care. This is when I decided to post my problems online as I wanted some other people’s opinions on this. I also made a promise to myself….that what happened tonight would never happen again. Yeah right. I think that’s about as possible as my fake girlfriend calling me. Who am I kidding? There’s always stress. As for tomorrow, I will be doing one thing…..WATCHING WRESTLING AND NOTHING ELSE!

Hopefully the rest of this year is better for me

Next movie review: TBD