I don’t do neighbours. Only at a distance. Before moving into a farmers field in a log cabin (bliss) I lived next door to drug dealers. After confronting some of them because I didn’t appreciate being woken up at 2:30 in the morning due to them hanging pictures on the walls I realised I could be shot.. I honestly think that moving is the only reason I’m still alive because I can barely manage my mental health here. It’s been the difference. There are days I have to put the brakes on and say no to everything. The peace here really helps.