Feeling helpless and out at sea

[Keith Soyka]

So my landlord rented half a unit on the 3rd floor to me over a year ago. Her father was the already existing tenant, only quirk was that she expected rent weekly. Over the last year her father has moved out and she's moved people into every bedroom. She even turned the living room into an additional bedroom to rent out. About a month ago she confronts me with "information" she could have only known if she had gone through my personal belongings. It's a medical problem, it's private and uncomfortable. She feels that it shows I'm a drug addict and a liar, all of this caught on audio because she had barged into my bedroom screaming. In that time she's done everything she can to get rid of me, well mostly the last 2 weeks. Her and her son come into the unit with no notice and at all hours. They demolished everything, leaving just the refrigerator in the kitchen. Even removed the mirror from the bathroom wall. Every time I get a heavy Bang on my door from the landlord, "Why are you still here?", "Get the **** out dope head", "you're just a bum and a loser." I have an official case with the Fair Housing Commission and was told to call the police if it got bad. I was officially served an eviction notice yesterday. Tonight I get home, both doors are wide open and the landlord has clearly been inside. Alright, well I lock back up and lay down. 8pm comes around and I hear the locks on the door disengage. I hear music from the kitchen so loud it vibrates everything in my room. Again, landlord bangs on my door repeatedly until I answer. "Why the **** haven't you left?!", "is that your beer in the fridge?" while her son is in the kitchen going through the fridge. By now I have had it, I can't even exist without anxiety there. I'm a very reasonable and civil person and don't like conflict. I'm going through this process the best I can. I called the police and was told other than the noise they don't see a problem. Said to figure it amongst ourselves. That there was a shooting down the street and they don't need calls like this. I completely understand but I'm left here feeling like I'm an unreasonable ******* with no right to complain. And my landlord and her son still in the kitchen listening to crazy loud music and remodeling what they tore apart!