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The original was posted on /r/twoxchromosomes by /u/Cr0chetAway on 2023-09-18 17:10:03.


Stomach is in knots. I live alone, own my own home, and purposely bought a large lot for privacy. Ha! Since the day I moved in the asshole neighbors (multiple households) have invaded my privacy and I suspect made up vile shit about me and they spread this gossip. Example: I was washing the outside of my windows one day and I heard the lady across the street yell loudly, “She’s in her yard now! She’s pretending to wash her windows!” I mean I had the gloves, the vinegar, the buckets, it was 10 AM - what else would I be doing?

When they get activated by me gardening or cleaning the gutters(yes, it’s that crazy) they react by stalking me at home, on my walks, in the community.

One of them who has drug/alc problems got caught on my security video trespassing. That guy was convinced I was peeping at him at all hours and appeared to convince the neighbors that I was doing this. Just, no. The police intervened after the trespass and it got better for a while. But things started up again recently. I planted some bulbs in my front yard.

Since planting my bulbs,( that is all it takes to activate them) the other neighbors have strategically placed their vehicles across from my property (I suspect cameras), watch me from their windows - a friend visited who I have not shared this with and when she got to my front door, she was visibly upset and asked " Why are all your neighbors watching me?" I asked why she thought that and then she said, “It’s obvious. They are watching from their windows”. They have taken photos of me while I was sitting at a stop light. They have followed me by foot and in their cars.

One of them works for an insurance company and I suspect he has gotten his work mates (investigators, I don’t know which company) involved as strange scruffy men who don’t live in the neighborhood have appeared and are too interested in me and my property. For instance, I have video of one man cruising slowly by my home 3 times in 5 minutes and then placing his car at the end of my driveway, repeatedly going back and forth just in front of the driveway. I suspect he was trying to activate my perfectly legal motion-detection security cam that overlooks my driveway (A neighbor was convinced I was recording her and her family - the camera does not face her house). I had a second camera also legally placed continuously running that day because the neighbors had been acting weirdly, and that is how I captured this behavior.

There is so much and I have barely shared the tip of the iceberg.

I have provided video and logs to the police - little to no support except when the little creep trespassed. That was something. I have a PI on retainer who has helped some. I have talked to lawyers who have zero interest in helping despite my willingness to pay. Because there are so many of these people and they take turns stalking, I don’t have enough for a restraining order on any one person: like the man at the end of my driveway, I suspect he is associated with my neighbor but can’t prove it and the next week, it’s a different car behaving oddly. Nothing gets done that is substantial.

I read The Gift of Fear and I ignore the hell out of them. But it never stops for long.

I appear to be their nonconsensual hobby. I think one neighbor is trying to play “hero” with his family and they play along by making up shit about me. It’s easy to save the day when the villain is pure projection.

I have read about fear of the crone and the like, but did not expect to live it.

I am at a loss as to what to do. I have made friends with other neighbors but these creeps are my immediate neighbors. My stomach is in knots often. This is no way to live. I have a good job and a home of my own: selling is not an option nor is renting - look at the market - and I would have nowhere to go.

I am at a loss. I meditate and feel good for 5 minutes and then they stalk me and my instincts kick into gear. I don’t know what else to do except to continue to ignore them and continue to garden and clean my windows, but the fear is real. I am tearing up as I type this: it is so bad.