To ask If you have terrible neighbours how do you cope?

It’s not the money it’s the fact that I bloody loved that house and those gits ruined that feeling for me and just made me scared and nervous and worried all the time about what shit they were going to do next. We didn’t lose money but we didn’t make as much as we ought to have either but it’s worth it to spend summer sat in the garden and not listen to the bile that they called music and to come home and just be

@Poppysmom22 I'm not sure you ever get over it. These people cost us in multiple ways that can have far reaching consequences. Yet they always seem to not only get away with it, but they land on their bloody feet! I think we learn to compartmentalise it.

Yeah I’m still not over it.

Sold up at less than market value to get shut of it to one of those house buying companies because I couldn’t face the guilt of looking people in the face knowing they would ask what the neighbours were like and having to lie. or just say well if racist misogynistic sexist rap is your thing you have found your people. Also don’t expect to park or even have unfettered access to your own property because twatface thinks he owns the whole bloody village

Not in the same vein as your neighbours but my neighbours opposite are so vile, we're considering moving but then I feel like they've won .......
I've recently been forced out of my 20 year job due to a disability getting worse (I have degenerative arthritis of my neck and spine and already every disc in my entire neck is dehydrated and I have bone spurs, indentations and nerves poking through my spine on each side of my neck) and also other underlying illnesses such as lace-like bone marrow and recurrent anaemia needing hospital admission and both blood transfusions and iron infusions to keep me alive - basically been through utter hell this past year.
Got a disabled space outside my house as my mobility is really bad and will be worsening yet when the council painters came to paint it in, the neighbours from opposite (who NEVER speak to me and know nothing about my life) came rushing out and were demanding the painters stop.

A few days later, my husband politely asked why they had tried to stop the disabled bay (which doesn't affect their house or parking at all) and they turned round and basically told my husband that they don't believe I'm disabled at all because I'm not dead yet (they've heard from neighbours we're friendly with, that I've been admitted to hospital repeatedly over the past year for life-saving treatment and they've seen me being taken by ambulance twice in the past year).

Luckily I've had some amazing mental health counselling which has really helped me deal with it as I can't even bear to look at them right now and we've put up a blind and I keep it angled so that I don't have to look at their house.
Came face to face with one of them yesterday and I simply looked through him and acted as though he wasn't there - it made me feel awkward but I got some relief from seeing that he also felt awkward.

My situation was years ago so things might have changed. We had a house next door that was rented out and about 9 or 10 guys moved in to a three bedroomed house. They moved the furniture from the front room into the garden and you could see the mattresses they had laid out in the front room instead.

They never shut up, and I mean never, they were as loud at 3am as they were at 3pm. I asked them to be quiet but was just ignored or they told me they don't speak English etc (I know they did cause they were so loud I heard them!) It got to the stage where I understood why some people have killed their neighbours over noise.

I just kept calling the Council and reported them to the Environmental Department. They eventually sent some guys out at 1:30am on a night they were having a particularly riotous party. The Council guy said they'd send the landlord a letter saying that if they made noise like that again, the landlord would be find £2,000. They were gone within the week.

Sympathies to so many of you on this thread

@Ulysees if we sold at auction we'd only get two thirds of what we paid and I wouldn't be able to get anything in the area, even a two bed flat. Weighing it up, my kids love their school and friends and it would be even more detrimental to their wellbeing move them. I'd rather just suck it up.

I sympathise with everyone in this thread! It takes a huge toll on your mental health, while you kid yourself you can ignore it you can’t and to feel unsettled in your own home is a horrible feeling. I am forever looking at detached properties on moving apps! People are just unbelievably entitled in their behaviours these days.

When everyone says 'we moved' how?!

We had ours on the market for eight months, three serious, motivated buyers and that fucker made all of them pull out.
Estate agent would come, he'd lean out the window, shout at them, smoke weed so strong you couldn't even stand in the garden.
No one was going to buy our house. No one.
My relationship broke down, he couldn't take the anxiety of what might happen. He was sick of being threatened.
The council don't care. Apparently he's only had five complaints this year and it needs to be seven to get escalated.
My only solution is to go out as much as possible.
I don't use my garden at all. I never feel at ease in my house.
Not sure what else I can do.
It's not so much the amount of stuff but the intensity when it does kick off.

Glad it is quiet today. Long may it last. I'd still recce the building though if that's your best option.

The fact that you're noticing it's quiet is a thing. When it was loud, I was stressed, when it was quiet, I was stressed wondering when it would get loud again. It's no way to live.

It has got worse. I always lived in terraces or flats made out of a property and I've never had noise and nuisance until I lived next to a HMO and then the 2 horrible neighbors.

The trouble is with our council they are naive or don't care because it doesn't affect them. One woman I rang at the council thought it was funny!

I worked in a stressful job throughout the pandemic. The hot tub neighbors were furloughed so they had a great time in the sun. The other side didn't work so screaming all night whilst high on coke didn't bother her. I survived on 3 hours sleep a night. Going out didn't help because I had to come home to it. But both sides were very sensitive to any noise that wasn't them.

The hot tub side tried to put off my potential buyers with loud music and splashing around in the hot tub. So she didn't want me there but didn't want me to sell. I think she got off on upsetting me. I think she also hated that she knew nothing about me.

People like this know they are noisy. They just don't care.

My stress levels go up when my neighbour gets home and I can hear her tippy-tappy high heels across the floor. The smell of weed often follows later.

Social housing . Took years to get a flat and was over the moon. Found out once if moved in that it was a " sensitive let " . Definitely wasn't advertised as such as if never of bid on it . Was assured the neighbour was " as good as gold "
12 months later I'm band 2 on housing again due to severe harassment and threats . Submitted letters of support from the police and my doctors .
Downstairs neighbour is an alcoholic with a love of Ketamine and a definite hatred of women . Has threatened me on at least five occasions with violence and we share a communal entrance so I feel scared all the time .
Was moved here after struggling from years of DA so feel incredibly cheated and so sad . I mostly cope by using noise cancelling headphones and praying he will at least fall asleep at a reasonable hour so I can . I've struggled with suicidal thoughts , can't have my granddaughter over anymore either. Complained to council ( eventually ) as was loathe to draw further attention to myself and involved the police too ( he currently is bailed with conditions I E. Not to talk to me or cause disturbance in his flat that will be likely to distress ) . Hoping I can get out before we end up in court .
Feel for all the people out there suffering in this way ...x

I know, but like a lot of people on this thread, if we do that it affects us when we sell. We've got a lot of CCTV footage of his behaviour though, the threats and such like. If we sent it to his public service employer he would lose his job in a heartbeat. If it goes up a notch that will be our next step, but at the moment he has a wife and kids and as much as she has been an absolute bitch in my direction, having never even said hello to me since the day they moved in and repeatedly talking about me behind my back to other neighbours (yes it is like being back at school 🙄), I still feel sorry for her. I used to be with a man like that, and I had his card marked the day I met him due to past experience, and it's no wonder she's just as vile. She's reliant on him and his income.

I always seem to attract the alcoholics for some reason! In my rented flat I had an alcoholic living upstairs who (when drunk) was a f*cking horrible prick. Then, we bought our house 18 months ago and low and behold, an alcohol next door! 🙄. As they've lived here for 30 years all the neighbours pretty much don't believe that has said/done the vile things she has, but us and the previous owner of our house know the truth lol.

Of course it's got worse. Everything has.

The house next door to us is owned by a slum landlord with several houses in our city. He doesn't care who he rents to as long as he gets his money. He lives in London, whereas we are in the midlands, so he doesnt give a damn. He has rented it out to various undesirables over the last five years and one time he rented to someone who put up 6 months rent advance, no surprise, it was turned in to a cannabis factory. After it got busted he moved the current tenant in who is a young woman with 5 young kids and she moves a different undesirable bloke in every few months. The latest one isn't as bad as previous ones but the house is filthy and the garden a disgusting tip. There's a lot of shouting from the house, usually at the kids, however, there have been worse tenants so I just try to think it could be worse and pray that it doesn't get worse. I do detest the landlord and other greedy exploitative lanlords and fantasise about them dying a slow, painful death.