I jumped on another thread in September about reporting a neighbour to social services. I thought I'd start a new thread as I'm looking for some advice/support and an outlet for how frustrated I'm feeling atm. Over 8 weeks ago I had to inform social services about the way my nextdoor neighbour was treating the 4 year old boy she was fostering. I am the only house joined to them so it was obvious it was me. I had knocked on when she had been screaming at him, twice...both times she never came to the door. I shouted through the walls when she was swearing at him but it continued and I had no choice but to take it further. I knew it was going to be awkward, but I didn't expect it to be so bad. I recorded evidence of what was going on, and within 2 days both the foster children were removed from the house. This was 8 weeks ago. I was informed by the social worker that her own children were assigned social workers aswell. Since then I've been sworn at, called names (mostly shouted from inside the house) screamed at and at the weekend, she shouted at my son for looking at her security cameras when she was watching him come out of the house on them. She thought he was on his own but I was in the doorway, and I went mad at her. She was trying to provoke me for weeks and recording us coming in and out of the house...trying to get a reaction from me. Starting on my kids is a definite way for that to happen. I've ended up calling the police, raised it with housing and even applied for legal aid to get a warning letter sent out to her. Its making me unwell. 8 weeks of slamming and banging about in the house, there's just a wall separating us and I'm on edge all the time. I'm being punished for doing something to help a vulnerable child, and she's proving that she really is a nasty piece of work. I've had to get a doorbell camera cos she was throwing dirty mop buckets of water up the fence between our front doors, splashing it up my gate and door, saying intimidating things on the front and accusing me of being on drugs. I take anti depressants, the doctors increased my dose this week and prescribed me something to help me sleep. I've lost that much weight theyre sending me for blood tests to check me over, but I know its just severe anxiety. Its my eldest sons last year in high school this year, and the thought of having to move and disrupt that is stressing me out even more. I feel like I shouldn't have to move, I don't want to be bullied out of my own home, but I just don't feel like this is my safe place anymore. Has anybody been through anything similar? How can I just forget it, I can't escape her and she literally hates me. Shes out of work because I exposed her and thats going to affect her Christmas etc...there's no way we can talk to eachother amicably now.