I've been bullied by neighbours since my husband died 15 years ago. I live in a street where a lot of neighbours seem to think they and their street are 'special' and I don't belong in it. After my husband's death, a neighbour one side would lean over the garden fence and cut my plants and shrubs right back. I said nothing as I didn't know how to deal with it. He would also sometimes shout abuse over the fence. When I was at work, his wife would look through my windows and open my side gate and then report to others on the tidiness of my home and garden (I had three teenage children at the time of my husband's death, plus I worked from 9 to 5.30 and sometimes the kitchen was still messy when I left for work and yes, the garden probably was neglected as my husband used to do the gardening and I didn't have the energy to be bothered with it for a while). The woman also once asked a workman to let her in my home to nose about while I was at work. He refused and told me about it. This couple's sewage pipe is on my property. They had mentioned a few times that they knew it was blocked, yet let it get so bad that I had to pay to get it unblocked for them. The Dynarod guy who flushed it through told me that I shouldn't be paying for getting it cleared as it was my neighbour's responsibility. At the time, a decorator was doing some work for me and he told me that the neighbour was outside grinning and saying he was pleased that I had paid to have his pipe cleared (it cost around £100). I got angry and went outside and asked him why he thought I should pay for his problems and he was all cocky saying it was on my property so I should maintain it for him. I told him he was a miserable git and went indoors. Next thing I know, I am sent to Coventry by all my neighbours! I believe this pair told everyone my house was messy (thus letting down their street) and that I was aggressive - they may have even made up other stuff, as I wouldn't have put anything past them. It was horrible being shunned and people I had considered to be friendly with, just turned their backs on me. I realised then, just how horrible and cruel people can be. Some of them positively embraced the silent bullying campaign and I saw them all in a new light and from that time on, despite them eventually acknowledging me again, I never trusted them and tried to keep my distance. Who wants to be friendly with people capable of such cruel behaviour. Over the years, more silent bullying would spontaneously happen - I have no idea why and I kind of got used to it, rationalising that I didn't want anything to do with these capricious people anyhow. But over the past few years, they haven't confined their nasty, spiteful silent bullying to just my street. Some neighbours belong to groups or clubs or go to church and they have spread their venom far and wide - even to the common where I walk my dog. I recently discovered that they still spread the malicious lie all around town that my home is dirty (its not - they've never been in it and if the woman next door still looks through my windows when I'm out, then she will have seen that its clean) but now they are also saying I am horrible to my son who lives with me (which is totally untrue. I don't know what sick mind thinks these things up, but the others who unquestioningly believe it and spread it about are just as bad) and this nonsense has now evolved into me hurting my dog! After my previous two dogs passed away, I now have a rescue dog. He had been badly treated and is wary of people he is not used to and he doesn't like it if people stick their hands out to stroke him; you have to let him come to you. He sometimes doesn't want to go out for a walk or he wants both me and my son to go. I've realised the reason for this (he's afraid of boisterous dogs and if one has approached him the previous day, then he's reluctant to go again the next day). I made the mistake of mentioning that he sometimes doesn't want to go for a walk to a busybody over the road (she's friends with the woman next door who started off the bullying after my husband died. She only ever acknowledges me when she wants to find out something, e.g. who visited me or why I'm looking after my brother's dogs) so now they have spread the malicious lie that I'm hurting my dog and this is why he sometimes doesn't want to come for a walk. I've had other walkers shunning me and others following me about on the common (I imagine so they can see if I am hurting him). They can only be doing this in order to have him taken away from me. It wouldn't surprise me if they just make up something so he's taken off me. Its making me so depressed, paranoid and anxious. They don't seem to consider that I have any feelings. All this because some horrible couple decided to bully me after my husband died. There's lots more I could write giving examples of their nosiness and lies, some of it is unbelievable (even watching when I turn my condensing boiler on... and getting some Jehovah's Witnesses to worm their way into my home on the pretext of being cold so they could check my home and dog out and report back to the busybody opposite...). I'd like to move, but I don't have the strength to. I'm sure they would be over the moon to hear how run down I am.