What did I do to deserve this?

This is the first post regarding a long and disgusting story that has taken place over nearly five years. Part of the reason for doing this is therapy for me. Another is to hopefully create a sort of online support group for people who can share similar stories and finally I want to bring attention to bureaucratic city government that would rather put tax payers in harms way rather than deal with the problems they perpetuate. Here's our story.

It started off when a young, freshly married, couple bought their first home in 2003. They were facing a bright future in this dwelling where they would eventually start a family and enjoy the many benefits offered to them as residents of the city of Boston. We moved in on a fairly mild Saturday in November and without even unpacking a thing we started in on the painting, that eventually took a few weeks to conclude. On top of that we made the decision not to take time off of work, so that we could settle in, which meant that after an exhausting day at the office we'd be in for some long nights of grunt work. Naturally, the adrenaline rush of the experience would keep them going. That is until the following Tuesday when the seeds to "Loathe Thy Neighbor" were planted.

NOTE: I went back and forth over whether I should include the entire background in one long post, but I'm going to break it up into chapters. It will flow better that way.