I'm going to ramble so I apologise in advance.
I have bought and sold 3 houses due to area and bad neighbours. With all of them. The last house we moved from had really toxic attached neighbours who made our lives hell. It nearly destroyed our marriage, as my DH was adamant we stay in the house but I couldn't do it.
We moved and put every last penny in to a detached, we are in so much debt, and struggling financially but we have no attached neighbours. A couple of months ago a family moved in at the back and they have been having loud parties, music blaring etc. Basically everything we moved away from.
The other neighbours have called the police for a previous incident, it's happened about 5 times now. I put a complaint in with the council but they phoned me to say nothing could be done unless it was more regular disturbance.
So as not to drip feed I have anxiety disorder and ocd. These were diagnosed in 2015 and I received at least 3 rounds of counselling. I'm currently on medication and it's been increased as a result of anxiety over the neighbours.
I've felt sick all weekend, can't eat, can't sleep. It's all happening all over again and there's nothing I can do about it. I think about it constantly (part of my ocd) and then worry about it obsessively (anxiety disorder). It's ruining my life. I can't enjoy my children or the weekend, I feel like I can't do anything.
I've been forced to work from home due to covid and I'm here 24/7. There's no break for these thoughts in my head. I won't step foot in our lovely big garden because I don't even want to hear the neighbours talk, as it will set my anxiety off.
DH and I agreed that the goal for us is to buy a small patch of land and build our own home, or look for a fixer upper on some land so we have no immediate neighbours. He's made it clear he wants to stay in this house until the DC are at college (they are 4 and 1!) and I just can't wait that long.
I need peace in my life. I can't spend it in continuous turmoil.
I've thought about ending it because what life is this? I'm constantly on edge, crying, filled with anxiety. I'm miserable. My children must pick up on it. I don't want to give them some awful childhood.
I'm struggling at work as my medication has really reduced the sharpness of my mind. It takes so much more concentration to do the basics at work.
To make matters worse, lockdown has really highlighted the lack of friends and support I have. My closest friends moved away after uni. My sister is here but I rarely see her. My dad died a couple of years ago.
DH doesn't have much contact at all with his family. I feel as now we can work remotely, that we can move anywhere.
I'm not sure what the point of this thread is, I'm just struggling, I can't see the point anymore