Post by ourhelpmeuniverse on Jul 9, 2022 20:10:27 GMT -5
Alright. This one’s a long one, so I apologize for that, but this stuffs been building up and I don’t know what else to do.
So I’m a female college student and I just moved into my new apartment. I love my apartment, there are loads of benefits and I don’t want to move anytime soon. I should also mention that I’m living alone for the first time - no roommates.
I love my neighbors, and while trying to be nice, when I moved in I made rice crispy treats for everyone. It went well and I met a lot of the other people in the apartment complex. Unfortunately, this is also when I was introduced to the neighbor I share a wall with.
This neighbor is a senior male, I’ll call him Nick. Nick has been divorced twice and his kids live far away, so of course he’s pretty lonely. Well, to thank me for the treat, he asked if he could treat me to a meal. I said sure, figuring it was a nice way to get to know him, and met at a restaurant. (I’m not totally naive either, I did let people know and brought a knife with me in case things went south) Anyways, I did enjoy talking with Nick and since we lived next door, he gave me his number to text if I needed anything. I figured it wouldn’t be a bad idea, and gave him mine. After all, he seemed nice enough and I could always block his number if need be.
Well, after that, I started getting texts from him. The texts could be paragraphs long, and most of them were asking if I could hang out with him again. I didn’t mind the first time, and although the texts were annoying, I agreed. The second time we still went to another restaurant and- although he was a gentleman, he ended up repeating a lot of the stories he told last time, most being about either history or politics. I was extremely uninterested but I stuck with it because he’s old and that’s bound to happen sometimes. At some point, he mentioned me being pretty which, although odd, I think he meant to mean that in a grandpa-daughter like way. He did mention afterwards that it “must be creepy having an older man telling you that, but I don’t mean it in *that* way.” It was weird, but whatever. We went back to the apartments and then he asked for a hug. He had mentioned earlier that he enjoyed touch as a sign of affection, and me, someone who also enjoys touch, agreed. This was a mistake. He gave me a hug, fine, whatever, but then he started sighing and saying “oh yeah, that feels good.” I tried to pull away, but he continued hugging me for a while. I don’t believe he meant it in a sexual way, more like he hadn’t had a hug in a long time. Regardless, I found it very uncomfortable.
Sadly, it doesn’t end there. Weeks passed, and about once a week, Nick would send a batch of around 7 texts asking when we could hang out again. Luckily, school was picking up, so I was able to avoid interacting with him. He did request a hug whenever we crossed in the halls, though, and against my better judgment, I conceded and let it happen. I wanted it to be short, but again he held on tight and said “oh yeah, this feels good.” I started trying to avoid him in the halls ever since, but I couldn’t keep avoiding him - we live next to each other! At one point, he mentioned he knew I was home doing something because he saw my car in the parking lot we all share.
Finally, I couldn’t take the texts anymore, so I agreed to meet him again. I didn’t want to, but I was getting very annoyed by the texts, and he was clearly lonely so I figured I’d tough out another visit. Well, this time we watched a movie at my apartment. Again, I made sure that I was ready for anything and blocked off my bedroom. He walked in and immediately when for a hug. It was another long one and again he said “Oh yeah, that feels good” repeatedly. I don’t know if he thinks it’s endearing like a grandparent, but it creeps me out. Well, we talked for a bit and then started the movie. Nick talked the. Entire. Movie. Every once in a while he would look back to the screen and talk about how he didn’t know what was going on - of course, because he couldn’t stop talking - but as annoying as it was, there wasn’t much I could do. Well, I’m between the movie, there were only two things that creeped me out.
1. he asked why I was sitting so far away from him. I have a couch with three seats and a love seat with two. We were both sitting on the couch, and I left one space between us. Out of the five seats, I DID NOT want to sit ROGHT NEXT TO HIM. I shrugged it off and that was the end of that.
2. I showed him a picture of me a year ago holding my puppy. He looked at the picture and then at me and said “that’s not you!” He then surprised me by grabbing my arm and pulling me closer. He only wanted to compare the two, but it freaked me out and I tried to pull away as fast as I could. The picture was only a year old, and the only differences was that I had makeup on left over from work that night. He mentioned a few times how “You’re too pretty to be the same person.” From there he went on to ask how come the guys at my school don’t chase after me. Again, I think he meant it in the familial way, but at this point I don’t want to hear that.
So. After all of that, the day after the movie, he texted 7 more times asking when we could do it again. What. Do. I. Do. I don’t want to meet him. I don’t want to talk to him. I don’t want anything to do with him. But he’s a older man, and he seems to think that I’ve been fine with it all. If I straight up tell him, I’m afraid he won’t understand. And as my next door neighbor, I’ll never be able to fully avoid him either. (My place is too perfect for me to move at the moment, and I love everything else about it, but Nick has been living in the apartment for 8 years, so neither of us are moving anytime soon.) How do I break it to him that I don’t want to talk or hang out anymore because he makes me uncomfortable when he thinks everything’s all fine?
So I’m a female college student and I just moved into my new apartment. I love my apartment, there are loads of benefits and I don’t want to move anytime soon. I should also mention that I’m living alone for the first time - no roommates.
I love my neighbors, and while trying to be nice, when I moved in I made rice crispy treats for everyone. It went well and I met a lot of the other people in the apartment complex. Unfortunately, this is also when I was introduced to the neighbor I share a wall with.
This neighbor is a senior male, I’ll call him Nick. Nick has been divorced twice and his kids live far away, so of course he’s pretty lonely. Well, to thank me for the treat, he asked if he could treat me to a meal. I said sure, figuring it was a nice way to get to know him, and met at a restaurant. (I’m not totally naive either, I did let people know and brought a knife with me in case things went south) Anyways, I did enjoy talking with Nick and since we lived next door, he gave me his number to text if I needed anything. I figured it wouldn’t be a bad idea, and gave him mine. After all, he seemed nice enough and I could always block his number if need be.
Well, after that, I started getting texts from him. The texts could be paragraphs long, and most of them were asking if I could hang out with him again. I didn’t mind the first time, and although the texts were annoying, I agreed. The second time we still went to another restaurant and- although he was a gentleman, he ended up repeating a lot of the stories he told last time, most being about either history or politics. I was extremely uninterested but I stuck with it because he’s old and that’s bound to happen sometimes. At some point, he mentioned me being pretty which, although odd, I think he meant to mean that in a grandpa-daughter like way. He did mention afterwards that it “must be creepy having an older man telling you that, but I don’t mean it in *that* way.” It was weird, but whatever. We went back to the apartments and then he asked for a hug. He had mentioned earlier that he enjoyed touch as a sign of affection, and me, someone who also enjoys touch, agreed. This was a mistake. He gave me a hug, fine, whatever, but then he started sighing and saying “oh yeah, that feels good.” I tried to pull away, but he continued hugging me for a while. I don’t believe he meant it in a sexual way, more like he hadn’t had a hug in a long time. Regardless, I found it very uncomfortable.
Sadly, it doesn’t end there. Weeks passed, and about once a week, Nick would send a batch of around 7 texts asking when we could hang out again. Luckily, school was picking up, so I was able to avoid interacting with him. He did request a hug whenever we crossed in the halls, though, and against my better judgment, I conceded and let it happen. I wanted it to be short, but again he held on tight and said “oh yeah, this feels good.” I started trying to avoid him in the halls ever since, but I couldn’t keep avoiding him - we live next to each other! At one point, he mentioned he knew I was home doing something because he saw my car in the parking lot we all share.
Finally, I couldn’t take the texts anymore, so I agreed to meet him again. I didn’t want to, but I was getting very annoyed by the texts, and he was clearly lonely so I figured I’d tough out another visit. Well, this time we watched a movie at my apartment. Again, I made sure that I was ready for anything and blocked off my bedroom. He walked in and immediately when for a hug. It was another long one and again he said “Oh yeah, that feels good” repeatedly. I don’t know if he thinks it’s endearing like a grandparent, but it creeps me out. Well, we talked for a bit and then started the movie. Nick talked the. Entire. Movie. Every once in a while he would look back to the screen and talk about how he didn’t know what was going on - of course, because he couldn’t stop talking - but as annoying as it was, there wasn’t much I could do. Well, I’m between the movie, there were only two things that creeped me out.
1. he asked why I was sitting so far away from him. I have a couch with three seats and a love seat with two. We were both sitting on the couch, and I left one space between us. Out of the five seats, I DID NOT want to sit ROGHT NEXT TO HIM. I shrugged it off and that was the end of that.
2. I showed him a picture of me a year ago holding my puppy. He looked at the picture and then at me and said “that’s not you!” He then surprised me by grabbing my arm and pulling me closer. He only wanted to compare the two, but it freaked me out and I tried to pull away as fast as I could. The picture was only a year old, and the only differences was that I had makeup on left over from work that night. He mentioned a few times how “You’re too pretty to be the same person.” From there he went on to ask how come the guys at my school don’t chase after me. Again, I think he meant it in the familial way, but at this point I don’t want to hear that.
So. After all of that, the day after the movie, he texted 7 more times asking when we could do it again. What. Do. I. Do. I don’t want to meet him. I don’t want to talk to him. I don’t want anything to do with him. But he’s a older man, and he seems to think that I’ve been fine with it all. If I straight up tell him, I’m afraid he won’t understand. And as my next door neighbor, I’ll never be able to fully avoid him either. (My place is too perfect for me to move at the moment, and I love everything else about it, but Nick has been living in the apartment for 8 years, so neither of us are moving anytime soon.) How do I break it to him that I don’t want to talk or hang out anymore because he makes me uncomfortable when he thinks everything’s all fine?
