If this were a perfect world we'd all get to choose our neighbours. Not in the real world. A couple of years ago I had to put up with a nasty neighbour who had bipolar disorder and constantly harassed other owners by blaming them for his issues. To add insult to injury, he was also an alcoholic, which brought out the worst in him. The strata council was useless because one of two things happened; they either didn’t know how to deal with the situation or, more accurately, didn’t care. Calling the cops was a joke because they just slapped the creep on the wrist. Moving out was one of the smartest choices I’ve ever made and I haven’t looked back since.