To ask if some houses are unlucky/give bad vibes?

I was going to say what BlueBlah said. The energy or Chi of a house is really important (IMO) to how you feel within it.
There's a great book by Karen Kingston about Feng shui. It could be anything from the amount of energy running into your house...is there a road running towards your house? The chi can move too quickly towards it giving bad/unsettling feeling. She also explains how to fix problems.

I live in a former military hospital. I expected it to be haunted but it’s got a lovely vibe to it.

Houses can hold on to energies. When I worked as an estate agent, I could tell as soon as I walked in to a house of the couple were divorcing, just by the energy.

I think there's definitely something in this, OP. We bought a wreck of a house that from the outside I thought was horrid but the minute we walked in I felt really happy being there and so did my OH and DC. The house had such a nice vibe and we found out the people selling it were an elderly couple who'd happily raised their three children there and it was very much a loved family home. Even our friends commented what a lovely feel it had when they saw it during the wreck stage! We've renovated now and I was worried during the process that we'd lose that nice feeling but I'm pleased to say we haven't. But, similarly, some friends of ours have just bought a house that was being sold by a couple who were divorcing acrimoniously and since moving in they've done nothing but row and have screaming fights with their kids. The house has a very grumpy vibe!

Also, there's such a thing as house numerology – it claims to reveal what kind of vibe your house has based on the door number.

I’ve posted this on MN before, but here goes! I’m not even going to attempt to rationalise this, and I felt what I felt. I’m not going to try to justify it, these are just my experience of houses having bad vibes.

I lived in two houses in Glastonbury as a child. They both had a very dark 'presence' to them, there is no other way to describe it really. In the first house I felt generally uneasy, a near constant sense of being watched. We had a spare room and at the time it was full of junk, you know, toys, cardboard boxes, and paperwork. Normal stuff. Almost every night we would hear what sounded exactly like someone rifling through all our stuff. If you went in there though there was never anything to see, just the noise. It was a very unsettling feeling.

The second house was far creepier. I lived there until I was in my early teens, and several years after moving in that house developed such an intense sense of menace. I have never felt anything like it in any building before or since. It was a big three story town house that had once been divided into two flats (upstairs and downstairs) and a bedsit (attic). When it was converted back to one house the two kitchens remained. So we had a downstairs kitchen that was used normally, and an upstairs kitchen that we used to store old kitchen equipment in.

To me that upstairs kitchen had always had an odd feeling about it, but it was basically fine. Our dozy old Labrador didn't like it though, he would stand on the landing barking at it, hackles up. But we just ignored him. My sister and I used to play in it, but then when I was 10 years old it got some sort of inhabitant. A very powerful angry one. Again, we never saw what it was. Just heard it.

Something in that kitchen started moving pots and pans around. We would hear the noise at night, and sure enough, mum would check and pots and pans had been moved around. It started off like the normal sounds of someone cooking. We thought it was really strange, but a bit amusing to start with, we nicknamed him 'pots and pans man.' But then it particularly seemed to happen when my sister and I were on our own together in the house, she was older than me and would keep an eye on me while mum and dad were out in the evenings occasionally. 'Pots and pans man' got out increasingly out of control, whatever he/it was, kitchen stuff would be thrown around, stuff would hit the walls, plates would be smashed. And someone would scream, like a high pitched piercing scream, like a whooshing in the ears. It was like the kitchen was humming, vibrating, shaking the whole house. We could hear and see everything, but not who/what was causing it. It was like that kitchen became possessed. I never went in it ever again.

After this, the entire house was transformed. Such an awful bad feeling came over the house, I used to experience the most intense instinct to run out of my bedroom, past this awful kitchen, and down the stairs as fast as I could. The whole upstairs became virtually uninhabitable, everything about that house just screamed at us that we had to leave. My whole family felt the same way. We couldn't get out quickly enough after that.

It was easily the most frightening experience of my whole life. And it has made me incredibly wary about houses and buildings in my adult life, I will refuse to set foot anywhere where I don't like the initial vibe. I just googled that house and it came up on right move, there's no pictures of that kitchen, but the pictures of the house alone were enough to make me go cold.

This is a bit different to what you’re asking OP but I definitely think houses retain the energy of their occupants. Before DH and I bought our current house we viewed a good few. One made me very sad. It had been a couple's family home for 60 years, they had moved in just after they married in their early 20s, they raised their children there. The wife got ill and the husband adapted the downstairs of the house for her, with an odd little wet room bit/tiled area in the corner of the kitchen that stank of wee.

She died and he needed to sell to pay for himself to go into a home. When we viewed it he was right there, sitting stuck in his chair, and he told us all this. He was over 80. The children's bedrooms had been left exactly as they were when they left home. Family photos all over the walls. It was very run down, it needed a LOT of work. The kitchen was basically unusable. It was very cold and just felt generally sad. We visited on an open day and my heart really went out to this old man sitting watching lots of people tramp all through his lifelong home tutting at how much work it needed doing to it.

We didn't buy it because we decide that no matter what we did to it, how much we changed it, it would always feel like that man's home. We felt we would always be trespassing. 60 years of memories would sink into the walls I think. That was a sad house. This was nearly 2 years ago now and I still think about him and wonder if he's still alive.

I thought Glastonbury was renowned for having a very strange feel to it - oppressive in some way. It's a thing, isn't it, like the Bristol hum?

I technically don't believe in this sort of thing, but I will say that our time in our last house, bought from a splitting up couple, who had bought it from a couple who had to sell up when one lost his job, was full of bad experiences. Our current house is so different, it feels like such a happy house - when we viewed it was empty and had been recently tenanted, the owners had left on display a lovely card from the old tenants, a family of 5 like us, saying how much they had loved living here. I recently met the family who owned it from 1976-2009 and they were a family of 5 too, happy here. Before that it had been the family home of someone in the local church since the 1930s. I did wonder if that religious connection might have lent it's way to giving this house it's 'Good vibe' even though I'm not slightly religious myself and generally cynical!!

The house numerology was interesting!

I don’t really believe in this anymore. I used to, I was convinced that there was some sort of curse on my parents house or bad spirits as I had a very, very unhappy time there and there was bad luck health wise and none of that happened before we were in that house. I also often felt what I thought were bad vibes or presences there and felt scared. We were very happy before we lived there.

As I’ve got older it’s become clearer that the move involved going a long way from DMs family and friends and she felt very lonely and isolated plus DF was working and traveling longer ours which made things more difficult. At least some of the health problems were undiagnosed for a while which caused problems and issues which we didn’t really know the cause of but put down to anger and bad moods.

I think if you’re not quite sure what is causing problems, or if you’re just having plain bad luck, then blaming the house is comforting as it makes you feel like you’ve found the cause which gives you a greater feeling of control.

I think if you’re vulnerable and having problems you can be hypersensitive and hyperaware and can interpret a general fear of the world around you and anxiety as ‘bad vibes in this house’.

I think it’s often a method of comfort and self protection and a way of avoiding admitting that bad things can just randomly and repeatedly happen to people for no good reason, which is really a more frightening concept that a cursed house as it’s one you can’t exert any control over or stop or prevent.

Things have changed and moved on and I go back there now. It’s just a house, just bricks and mortar. No spirits, no vibes, no atmosphere.

IMO it’s a psychological coping mechanism.

We lived in a new build when I was a tween to late teenage years and it was awful. I hated being in the house alone. It had a very uneasy feeling there. My stepdad never slept well from the minute we moved in to when he left us. He had some kind of breakdown there.

Next door had the same problems.

Honestly it’s not something I’ve thought about until recently. Something happened in my current house which made me think someone was watching over me, intervened in a potentially fatal happening. And I thought back to that house and remembered that it had been built on the grounds of an old work house.

I’ve really never thought about anything remotely woo. Nothing has ever happened to me to make me. But there was something in that house.

Houses can certainly have a vibe. I don't know how or why. I know that a house my family moved into when I was a child that the previous three sets of owners ended up getting divorced, as then did my parents and then I heard the people after us too! It was a beautiful house but it did have a sad feel to it.

I've had this but with a car. Just felt like everything kept going wrong from the moment we got it. Both my parents died, DH got pneumonia, I had a horrible time at work..... It was probably just coincidence but we couldn't wait to get rid of it.

Good grief roconell. Poor you! Do you have the Rightmove link to the house?

I know this is a zombie thread but I’m pmking to read later.

My sister had this with a house she and her DH bought. Turns out the family before had had it since the mid 1800s and there's was a very weird family.

Generation after generation of abuse and drinking....sister sold it after 2 years and moved and their life was immediately improved.

In the "bad house" they also had illness and job troubles. It was a beautiful big house...but when you went in, it felt foreboding and miserable.

It’s funny because when we bought our house it did not have a good vibe at all. The people who had lived here were having a tough time, it was hideously dated and dark and the garden was oppressive. But it was in exactly the right place at the right time so we bought it.

We’ve completely renovated it and sorted the garden and in the process poured love into the house. I can honestly say that my kitchen in particular is now one of the happiest rooms I’ve ever been in. I absolutely love it and it makes me smile when I walk into it. It’s still a quirky house but I like to think we’ve restored the balance to it. It was always lovely on the outside and now we’ve healed the inside too

My first council house had a negative feel about it, I should have known when the next door neighbour said nobody ever stayed long in it, I was the fifth tenant in 5 years & only stayed 2 years before I had to move out. The last time I drove past it was empty again.

Have a headache so nothing here and will come back later.

Our last house, which were lived in for 20 years, had an odd mix of warm friendliness but an oddness as well. A friend said she thought it was something to do with lay(?) lines. I looked into it, but as I couldn't physically move the house I didn't see much point at the time in following it up further. Maybe I should've done.

Yes definitely, I can feel it when I step into a house.

I bought a house from my mum a few years back, I was very familiar with the house as I visited her nearly every day and often stayed over, so I know for sure it had no issues in the time she was living there.

However, once I'd bought it and renovated it I just had never ending problems with repeated pest outbreaks and infestations... everything including moths, ants, woodlice, silverfish, mice, even spiders were a problem, there masses of them and it was all but impossible to keep on top of the cobwebs. The final straw was an outbreak of cluster flies.

As much as I loved the house, the area and the neighbours I gave up and sold up.

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It would be a good idea to learn how to use the Watch this thread function.

I agree with bluntness in that houses DO retain energy. I used to work as a rep in the removals industry and spent my days in and out of houses to estimate and quote. I would get such strong feelings of good and bad in houses, old and new because even new houses retain the energy from the ground they're built on depending on what was there before. Our house has a good feel to it (built in 1906) but I completely get what people mean about the feel of a house.

Generally I'm a very sceptical, evidence based person, but I don't think you sound crazy at all OP. A home is by it's a very nature going to have great spiritual significance to you, even if that's not tangible and is simply psychological. Although I do think it runs deeper than that.

And I've been in houses that have a very bad, creepy atmosphere and I don't like them at all. I wouldn't buy one even if it was great on paper. So there's obviously something to it all.

If getting a priest in would make you feel better then I'd do it in a heartbeat.

I believe this to be true. My parents bought a house that I thought was very oppressive. They had lots of heartache there, lots of bad things happened. I lived there for a few months and hated it. They moved.

I’ve also viewed houses that had a bad feeling, and it’s difficult to ignore.

My current house frightened me when we bought it...it had been neglected for about 40 years. I would lock myself in the bedroom if I was sleeping alone. I felt watched for years.

I think it took about 5 years to renovate and for the house to harmonise. I’m not sure if that was loving it and making it nice or happiness improving the balance.

The previous occupants had been here for 60 years and there had been lots of arguments over house ownership and resentment with family members refusing to leave. ( at least three died here)
A local historian also told me that it had been a house of ill repute😮

I do have to air the house daily, which I have never done before. I’m now wondering if thats connected.. there is still one room I dislike. Overall though I feel safe here now and the vibe did change.

How do I do that Jenniferjarrow?

Yes.
We rented a house when my now DH and I decided to first live together. We wanted to try renting before we sold up our own houses to buy together. We rented a beautiful character cottage-exactly the sort of house I always wanted to live in.
Detached, double fronted, 5 bar gate, huge garden, 4 bed/2 bath. Real fireplaces everywhere. Gorgeous.

We hated it, it felt really sinister. 6 weeks in we started looking for somewhere else. Fortunately we only had 6 month tenancy so left then.

There was nothing specific or spooky as such but it felt depressing all the time. We have 3 cats between us and they hated it too.
It is frequently for rent, no-one stays long!

The cottage we rented after was the complete opposite, it was not as pretty and was very cold and damp. But it had a completely different vibe. We were there for 18 months whilst we got married then finally relocated and bought.