u/circasurvivors

We just adopted these two bonded kittens (six month old brothers fixed and vaccinated) a few weeks ago and they still run from us when we get close to them. If I remember correctly they were found stray back in April or May. They’re very playful and we try to play with them when we’re not working. The only time we can really pet them is when they’re sleeping and they purr every time. When they’re awake it’s nearly impossible to pet them, and we so badly want them to be affectionate towards us.

How long did it take for your cats to be affectionate?

Yes, I’ve posted here recently. Yes, I’ve taken advice I was given, but Im looking for more or different advice.

My girlfriend and I adopted two bonded five month old kittens (neutered and vaccinated) a week ago. We’ve been talking about wanting a pair for the past year now. The opportunity came when a cat cafe nearby us had this bonded pair. When we visited them they were both skittish and shy. They would only play a little with us, but were mostly just wanting to be independent and on their own. When they were found, they were stray kittens. We brought them home a week later and they’ve been absolute menaces since. Every day they are progressively getting worse. I’ve had cats before, but I guess I’ve forgotten just how bad they can be in this rebellious kitten phase.

They like sleeping during the day, sometimes even awake during a lot of the day, and they party all night. We’ve tried e v e r y t h i n g. Maybe except for catnip, but I feel like that would just make the situation worse. Wand play multiple times a day when they’re awake and before bed, calming treats with melatonin, white noise machine, keeping them in their own room with plenty of toys and open blinds so they can sit on the windowsill and look outside. I’ve even tried taking the toys away at night, but I think that made it worse because of boredom (they act out). They will have zoomies for hours. We’ve been getting awful sleep since then because of how noisy they are. No, we can’t ignore it. Yes, I know this is kitten behavior. Their favorite thing to do is to jump off the top of their cat tree straight to the floor and meowing their heads off. They are constantly chirping at each other to communicate too. I’m pretty sure our downstairs neighbors can hear them because they’ll start retaliating by making a bunch of noise too, and it’s only a matter of time before we get a noise complaint because of them.

I’ve been awake with them for hours now trying to get them to chill out, but of course I can’t get them to do anything. Any other words of advice would be greatly appreciated, because I’m going insane. I really don’t want to bring them back, but I feel this has done more harm than good for us, and this is coming from someone who absolutely loves cats and has been a cat person their whole life.

Please help.

I need to vent, so I’m sure this will be a long read, but moving out has made me completely and utterly depressed.

I’m 30 and just moved out of my family’s home for the very first time with my girlfriend at the beginning of June. I always dreamed of the day I would finally get my own place. I love my family and loved the stability I had with them, but it was time to move out. I couldn’t wait for freedom. Not having to be woken up by loud talking or my door being knocked on, not having to worry about anyone using the washer or dryer when I needed to use them, no one eating food that I bought, not having to share a bathroom with multiple people. All of it.

My girlfriend and I found a “luxury” apartment and they gave us a great deal. They also had very convincing reviews as well across the board. Inside and out, these apartments were gorgeous and had great amenities. This is where we fucked up. We couldn’t physically go and do a tour because we moved from out of state. We had no one to do it for us. We couldn’t get vacation time to do it. But based off of the reviews and the positive comments everyone made, we went for it. Every question we had was answered by an incredibly nice lady who works in the leasing office.

We enter the apartment and there were some damages that weren’t taken care of previous to our move in date. Stains in the carpet, wood flooring raised a bit in certain areas, lime on our shower heads. My girlfriend was already annoyed. We brought up the issues to the office and they said they’d get it taken care of for us. They didn’t and still haven’t. In our lease it’s said that we need to hire professional carpet cleaners to clean before our move out date. The previous renters did not. Since the office didn’t do anything even after sending emails of the pictures, we decided to carpet clean it ourselves. We did 9 passes in one room and it resulted in dark brown, almost black water every time. The stains luckily came out, but that shows it wasn’t carpet cleaned prior. Oh, and guess what else? We spotted what looks to be mold on the ceiling just a few days ago! Great! As for the rest of the damages, still nothing. The only “luxury” here is granite counter tops and a glass door shower. Everything else sucks.

Not apartment related, but we transferred our jobs as well. We transferred to a new retail store we work for close to our apartment, and discover that there is a huge language barrier between us and our coworkers and even managers. Hell, even the customers too. There’s only very few that we can actually communicate with which makes our job incredibly hard. Not only that, we then learn the area we moved to probably isn’t so safe like we were told. My girlfriend cried saying we’ve royally fucked up moving here. I can’t even disagree. I cried with her.

We’re strongly considering breaking our lease. I’d honestly pay the early lease termination fees. I have the money to do it. It might be worth it at this point, honestly. I don’t even care. I think I can confidently say I regret moving out and wish I’d just stayed with my family even longer. As long as I could. I feel like I’m still not ready to be on my own after experiencing this shit show.

This whole situation has made me absolutely depressed. When I’m not working I just lay in bed and sleep all day. I barely eat and have been showering every few days which isn’t like me at all. I have no energy or will power.

Would you say you agree with me?

I guess I should’ve known better when it came to adopting two 6 month old cats. They’re neutered and up to date on vaccines. I got them a week ago and I have yet to get a good nights sleep. They sleep all day and are up all night. I try to get them to play during the day to set up a schedule to where they can sleep at night, but they have no interest. Last night they were terrible. They jump into the blinds. They’ve already broken one of the blinds in our apartment. They make way too much noise. They constantly meow, chirp, run around chasing each other loudly, jump from the top of their cat tree down to the floor, jump into the walls. They’re still doing all of that right now and I feel like I’m going insane. I just can’t see it getting better anytime soon. I feel terrible giving up on them, but I know they’re going to destroy this place. I’m thinking of bringing them back to the adoption center now. I don’t think I can do this any longer.

I need to vent, so I’m sure this will be a long read.

I’m 30 and just moved out of my family’s home for the very first time with my girlfriend at the beginning of June. I always dreamed of the day I would finally get my own place. I love my family and loved the stability I had with them, but it was time to move out. I couldn’t wait for freedom. Not having to be woken up by loud talking or my door being knocked on, not having to worry about anyone using the washer or dryer when I needed to use them, no one eating food that I bought, not having to share a bathroom with multiple people. All of it.

My girlfriend and I found a “luxury” apartment and they gave us a great deal. They also had very convincing reviews as well across the board. Inside and out, these apartments were gorgeous and had great amenities. This is where we fucked up. We couldn’t physically go and do a tour because we moved from out of state. We had no one to do it for us. We couldn’t get vacation time to do it. But based off of the reviews and the positive comments everyone made, we went for it. Every question we had was answered by an incredibly nice lady who works in the leasing office.

We enter the apartment and there were some damages that weren’t taken care of previous to our move in date. Stains in the carpet, wood flooring raised a bit in certain areas, lime on our shower heads. My girlfriend was already annoyed. We brought up the issues to the office and they said they’d get it taken care of for us. They didn’t and still haven’t. In our lease it’s said that we need to hire professional carpet cleaners to clean before move out date. The previous renters did not. Since the office didn’t do anything even after sending emails of the pictures, we decided to carpet clean it ourselves. We did 9 passes in one room and it resulted in dark brown, almost black water every time. The stains luckily came out, but that shows it wasn’t carpet cleaned prior. Oh, and guess what else? We spotted what looks to be mold on the ceiling just yesterday! Great! As for the rest of the damages, still nothing. The only “luxury” here is granite counter tops and a glass door shower. Everything else sucks.

Now to our transferred jobs. We transferred to a new retail store we work for close to our apartment, and discover that there is a huge language barrier between us and the associates and even managers. Hell, even the customers too. There’s only very few that we can actually communicate with. Not only that, we then learn the area we moved to probably isn’t so safe like we were told. My girlfriend cried on and off saying we’ve royally fucked up moving here. I can’t even disagree. I cried with her.

We’ve thought about breaking our lease early, but we’re still unsure of going through the hassle of wanting to go through the process of moving and transferring jobs again. I’d say another big factor is not having anywhere lined up to go. I’d honestly pay the early lease termination fees. It might be worth it at this point, honestly. I don’t even care. I think I can confidently say I regret moving out and wish I’d just stayed with my family even longer. As long as I could. I feel like I’m still not ready to be on my own.

Then today, my girlfriend’s grandfather who she was close with passed away. We just can’t seem to win. It’s been hit after hit. I feel like I’m in a constant loop of hell. I’ve been depressed since we moved here. I can’t even bring myself to shower which isn’t like me at all. I can’t bring myself to eat either. I’ve been eating only once a day and it’s usually something small.

I don’t know what the fuck I’m doing anymore.

I’m 30 and my girlfriend and I just moved out into an apartment. This is my first real place of my own with no family. My girlfriend and I were living with my grandparents out of state and we decided to move back down to our previous state we lived in. We didn’t like the state at all where my grandparents had moved to. There was absolutely nothing to do out there. We’d have to drive close to an hour just to find something fun to do. It was an area best suited for retirees to say the least.

Another main reason we wanted to leave was wanting our own place, of course. We wanted cats, but my grandparents were against it. My grandparents were not very quiet at night when we’d be sleeping. Talking loudly, tv loud, talking on the phone with the speaker all the way up. We were constantly annoyed and figured it was time to get our own place.

We decided to move back to our old state in an area where we had much more to do. We found a “luxury” apartment that looked beautiful inside and out. So many amenities and events held here. We were offered a great deal that we couldn’t pass up. So we moved a couple months later. We get here and the people in the leasing office were incredibly nice and answered all questions we had up until we received our keys.

We enter the apartment and there were some damages that weren’t taken care of previous to our move in date. Stains in the carpet, wood flooring raised a bit in certain areas, lime on our shower heads. My girlfriend was already annoyed. We brought up the issues to the office and they said they’d get it taken care of for us. They didn’t and still haven’t. In our lease it’s said that we need to hire professional carpet cleaners to clean before move out date. The previous renters did not. Since the office didn’t do anything even after sending emails of the pictures, we decided to carpet clean it ourselves. We did 9 passes in one room and it resulted in dark brown, almost black water every time. The stains luckily came out, but that shows it wasn’t carpet cleaned prior. As for the rest of the damages, still nothing. The only “luxury” here is granite counter tops and a glass door shower.

Now to our transferred jobs. We transferred to a new retail store we work at close to our apartment, and discover that there is a huge language barrier between us and the associates. Hell, even the customers. There’s only very few that we can actually communicate with. Not only that, we then learn the area we moved to probably isn’t so safe like we were told. My girlfriend cried on and off all day saying we royally fucked up moving here. I can’t even disagree.

We’ve thought about breaking our lease early, but we’re still unsure of going through the hassle of wanting to go through the process of moving and transferring jobs again. It might be worth it at this point, honestly. I think I can confidently say I regret moving out and wish I’d just stayed with my family even longer. As long as I could. I feel like I’m in a constant loop of hell.

My girlfriend and I have been wanting cats for quite a while now. We both agreed that we’d like a bonded pair of cats. This cat cafe nearby had a bonded pair of brothers who are 5 months old and extremely adorable. We went to visit them and we played with them. Super sweet cats, and a little hyperactive of course once you get them going. The guy told us these two were pretty much nocturnal. We laughed it off and didn’t think it would be that bad at all if they just played with toys and maybe with each other during the night for a little while.

Holy fuck we were wrong. He was right.

These guys sleep just about a majority of the day almost on top of each other (super cute). That’s also the only way they will allow us to pet them. Only when they’re sleepy or completely out of it. Other times they just bolt away whenever they see us and go hide. Once it’s night time though there’s a switch in them that turns on and they just won’t stop. It’s so hard to sleep. I’m so tired. And no, I can’t just “ignore them” either.

It’s not the playing that bothers me so much. It’s the meowing and chirping noises they make with each other. Sometimes very loud. We live in an apartment complex and I’m worried the neighbors can hear these guys at 1 in the morning being complete wack jobs. The last thing I want is a noise complaint because of these two.

Any ideas on how to make them more quiet at night and less lousy?

I’m 30 and finally moved out (late bloomer) and away from my family out of state. This is the first time I’ve actually lived on my own. I have an apartment now and I’m just not feeling happy about it for some reason.

I’ve always looked forward to the day I would finally have my own place. I was even excited leading up to the moment I’d get my keys. I looked forward to the sense of freedom, setting up my apartment the way I’d like it, watch whatever I want in the living room, get pets I wasn’t allowed to have, not having to share a bathroom with multiple people, not having to worry about anyone using the washer or dryer, nobody eating my food that I bought, nobody waking me up while I’m sleeping due to noise, loud talking, knocking on my door, etc.

I’m just not feeling the way I thought I would. I thought this would feel like a breath of fresh air, but it doesn’t feel that way at all. The feeling of freedom still hasn’t come. It’s not loneliness either. Every time my family would go on vacation I would stay home for either a week, 2 weeks, a month, or however long they wanted to be on vacation. I absolutely loved it every time. It was pure bliss for me. I just can’t find that feeling yet living on my own and I don’t know why.

I’m 30 and finally moved out (late bloomer) and away from my family out of state. This is the first time I’ve actually lived on my own. I have an apartment now and I’m just not feeling happy about it for some reason.

I’ve always looked forward to the day I would finally have my own place. I was even excited leading up to the moment I’d get my keys. I looked forward to the sense of freedom, setting up my apartment the way I’d like it, watch whatever I want in the living room, get pets I wasn’t allowed to have, not having to share a bathroom with multiple people, not having to worry about anyone using the washer or dryer, nobody eating my food that I bought, nobody waking me up while I’m sleeping due to noise, loud talking, knocking on my door, etc.

I’m just not feeling the way I thought I would. I thought this would feel like a breath of fresh air, but it doesn’t feel that way at all. The feeling of freedom still hasn’t come. It’s not loneliness either. Every time my family would go on vacation I would stay home for either a week, 2 weeks, a month, or however long they wanted to be on vacation. I absolutely loved it every time. It was pure bliss for me. I just can’t find that feeling yet living on my own and I don’t know why.

I’m 30 (late bloomer) and just got my first apartment with my girlfriend. This is the first time I’ve had my own place.

I’ve only ever lived with my family up until now. I’ve always looked forward to the day of having my own place. Even leading up to getting this apartment I was excited. I looked forward to the freedom, alone time with my girlfriend, setting up the apartment the way I would like it, not having to share a bathroom with multiple people, not having to worry if someone is using the washer or dryer, nobody eating my food, nobody waking me up while I’m sleeping due to noise or knocking on my door, etc…

Now, I’m just not feeling the way I thought I would. I thought this would feel like a breath of fresh air, but it doesn’t feel that way at all. The feeling of freedom still hasn’t come, and I don’t know why. Every time my family would go on vacation I would stay home for either a week, 2 weeks, a month, or however long they wanted to be on vacation. I absolutely loved it every time. It was pure bliss for me. I just can’t find that feeling yet living on my own.

I don’t know what it is.

Has anyone else experienced this?

My girlfriend and I are supposed to be transferring stores as we will be moving back to our previous state soon. Our new apartment complex’s leasing office needs proof of our transfer before they give us the keys to our place when we move back down. We’ve tried calling three different stores that we put in transfers for and it has yet to get us anywhere. We’ve both called the same stores countless times. One store closest to our apartment just never answered the phone for two days straight. The operator said “it would be easier if you just come in if you’re local.” which we told them we were not. Today they finally answered only to tell us that the people lead wasn’t there as they’ve been on vacation all week. I asked to speak with a coach in the department we want to work in and as they transferred our call, the call dropped. Every time they put us on hold and someone picks the phone up they can’t hear us at all for some reason as if it’s mute on our end and they just hang up. This has been the result of us calling all day. This happened probably 5 times for the same store. Another store was surprisingly very helpful but unfortunately didn’t really have any openings. The other store we tried calling and no one picked up (of course).

What else is there for us to do besides co time to call? We want to get this situated. Will the people lead in our current store we work at be able to help us at all? We need to get this done soon.

My girlfriend and I are supposed to be transferring stores as we will be moving back to our previous state soon. Our new apartment complex’s leasing office needs proof of our transfer before they give us the keys to our place when we move back down. We’ve tried calling three different stores that we put in transfers for and it has yet to get us anywhere. We’ve both called the same stores countless times. One store closest to our apartment just never answered the phone for two days straight. The operator said “it would be easier if you just come in if you’re local.” which we told them we were not. Today they finally answered only to tell us that the people lead wasn’t there as they’ve been on vacation all week. I asked to speak with a coach in the department we want to work in and as they transferred our call, the call dropped. Every time they put us on hold and someone picks the phone up they can’t hear us at all for some reason as if it’s mute on our end and they just hang up. This has been the result of us calling all day. This happened probably 5 times for the same store. Another store was surprisingly very helpful but unfortunately didn’t really have any openings. The other store we tried calling and no one picked up (of course).

What else is there for us to do besides co time to call? We want to get this situated. Will the people lead in our current store we work at be able to help us at all? We need to get this done soon.