When I bought my house, at closing, the seller made the statement I love this house, I wish I could take it with me.
Oh, well where are you moving to?
I don’t know, I just can’t stay here any longer.
That was my first clue.
My second was arriving home and putting that statement with the 15’ earth berm half way down the property line she had constructed. It no longer appeared as a left over spoil pile.
They had a fued and I inherited it. He is bat shit crazy and no amount of communication from me will change it. I’ve tried, when he shot at my dog and sat on the property line videotaping himself yelling at me, I quit trying.
I thought it was meth but he truly is paranoid bat shit crazy.