Sometimes...even often times there are situations beyond control, where it's not simply someone being inconsiderate and unconcerned with (negatively) impacting everyone in proximity.
For the first half of this decade, the family upstairs had an autistic child at a difficult part of the spectrum.
The high maintenance, daily fits variety. Ofc this was in a converted building with paper-thin walls.
It was very uncomfortable downstairs, between the running, jumping and yelling and the father randomly pacing until 3am. Stillness was rare. It def grates on you and increases stress, creating a vibe of constant tension.
Never once complained; I get it. From the downstairs perspective, I can ultimately escape that situation. The people stuck in it aren't so fortunate. I tried to let them handle their biz to minimize fits. Similarly, they never complained when I would turn up to drown out the racket with...noise and droning nastiness (goodness) in attempt to finesse the vibe.
However...after sustained and/or extra early or late disturbances...I did begin to lose patience and vented--got a bit bass crazy a bunch of times
With that said, engaging in a passive-aggressive arms race (to the bottom) to see who can be more inconsiderate is a lose/lose endeavor. Esp someone with the upstairs advantage, where simple footsteps can be disruptive.
