OP, I’m so sorry you were in this situation and that you’re still suffering. I’m also sad that the medical system failed your neighbour. Although there are safeguards designed to prevent people who are a danger to themselves or to others from leaving medical care, the truth is that the duty psychiatrist isn’t always on top of their game and can make errors of judgement
And, not so incidentally, when I opened my door again, after she really had gone upstairs, I found a cigarette lighter leaning against my door. I showed it to the police, but what looks like a sign quite clearly after the event is not so easy to read beforehand.
I reported it online, and remember writing quite clearly in the miscellaneous comments that I simply felt threatened and in danger, and then went out to my exhibition opening, where I got rather drunk to try and steady my nerves. Had an unbelievable hangover the next day, which was perhaps a little luck, as it meant I went nowhere and so didn’t run into her for another scene, as she was hanging around on the stairs above my flat in the afternoon, I heard later.
It was 9am on the Sunday morning. I was still soundly asleep, using earplugs that night to make sure I slept through her banging. But then there was banging on my door at 9am, really loud, woke me up instantly.
I heard from another neighbour in the house that she once had a female friend or lover. They were both painters from the East and had found life after the Wall fell very tough-going. Her friend killed herself 3 or so years ago. Apparently, at the time she said to another neighbour something like one day she would bring down her world and all those around it as well. So it was foretold, and could have been different. Small mercies.
I didn’t want to put any of my photos in the public domain, but there are a couple of shots on the Berlin Fire Service website.
I do hope life starts to feel a little more normal again soon. I’m sure it will, but never quite 100%, I guess.