AITA: Last May my bedroom ceiling flooded right onto my mattress. Inches on the floor, completely soaked my mattress, water stains on my feather duvet and ruined a bunch of things I had stored under my bed. This happened about 2-3 times a week until mid-september (when the tenant above me moved out) and then would happen about twice a month until December (new tenants moved in).

Each time it happened I'd call my landlord who would 'promise' to fix it. I honestly thought he was working as hard as he could to solve this problem. He would go into great detail about all the work he was doing to fix it. One week it was the tenant's sink above me, the next week it was his toilet, for a whole month it was raccoons eating away on the roof. In December I finally went up to the tenet above me and found out it was the shower. Instead of paying for me to stay in a hotel he had me and the new tenants above wait 2 weeks to fix the pipes. This means they had to go somewhere else to shower during that time.

Anyway, I went home and he fixed the ceiling. This stopped the flooding and I was happy...until the next morning. I was woken up at 7am to insane amounts of noise. We're talking vibrations moving down my wall in my bedroom amounts of noise. I could hear everything they did and said: conversations, footsteps, doing their dishes, closing cupboards, shower running through the ceiling.

Anyway, I'm guessing you can guess what happened. When he fixed the ceiling he put absolutely no soundproofing between their floor and my ceiling. It's their hardwood floor, a few feet of dead space and a 10x10 piece of drywall he nailed directly into the wood ceiling frames. Basically, he created a drum that amplifies everything they do throughout my apartment and causes the dishes in my kitchen cupboard to rattle when they walk in the right place.

Cue 2 months of my emailing the landlord and him promising to fix the ceiling. We'd set dates and nothing would happen. It took about 2 months for me to stop being an idiot and realize that he had no intention of ever fixing the ceiling so I gave my notice. During this time I've documented EVERYTHING.

Finally, this weekend he nailed acoustic tiles to the ceiling after I told him that they had been keeping me up. When he fixed it, I came home to plaster dust completely covering my bed, duvet cover, floor, pillows. HE had been walking on my mattress while he did it because my duvet was messed up and there was plaster under it on the sheets. He had pushed my bed out of the way and destroyed my hamper and boxes that I use for shipping things I had kept at the end of my bed. I had to spend an hour dusting, sweeping and throwing out the insane mess he made. I was so upset and angry.

So, redditors, do you think I'd be the asshole? I'm absolutely seething in anger so I can't judge if this is irrational or not