Have you ever had a stalker?

later10 wrote: »

A stalker is not an unwelcome texter who doesnt get the message. A stalker is someone who sneaks into your house to write love messages in his bodily fluids on your wallpaper, or follows you in your everyday life to an intrusive degree.

I find it is mediocre looking naive girls who usually like to proclaim that somebody is stalking them. Maybe it has something to do with attention seeking, maybe it has something do do with paranoia - maybe they really do believe they are Paris Hilton. In any case, I think most so-called stalkers are just friendly guys/girls who may not immediately get the message that their friendship is unwanted.

Nail. Head. Close thread.

eternal wrote: »

You can set the privacy of your page to avoid all that.Only friends can see my profile and Im wary as hell who I add.If this guy was a mutual friend ,he shouldnt have been able to see your profile.

Yeah, I have my privacy settings set so my profile is only viewable by friends; and like you, I'm wary about who I add. But, to be on the safe side, I also used the block feature they have, so he can never send me a message or try to add me as a friend.

I wish I had one of those sexy stalkers.

Knew a girl in sixth year who had a stalker. Or at least a really creepy admirer. He was a foreign exchange student or something who didn't make a load of friends, so he just sort of latched onto her. She came home from school one day to find him in the kitcen enjoying a cup of tea with her mam. Was very odd so it was.
Was at a house party that year as well and the same guy just ate a raw potato. No reason, just picked up a potato and ate it...

I had a stalker/intense follower when I was in my early 20s.

He approached me in my local bar after work one night and told me he knew where I worked, where I lived, the route I walked home from work and that I walked my dog after work:eek:

Previous to this I had never seen him or noticed him but after this he started turning up everywhere I socialised. I was single at the time so it used to really freak me out as I tended to hang out with just girls most of the time. He used to just stand in the pub/nightclub and just stare at me, and on a number of occasions told guys that I was talking to that he was my boyfriend and to back off. :eek:

He only backed off when I started seeing a guy who threatened him with getting a hiding if he didn't stay away from me. This is after about a year of him following me around.

An ex of mine said to her friends i was stalking her, ffs if i told you why .. I classify stalking as someone following you around or weird **** like that.. Alot of attention seeking hoes around who would reckon youre stalking them if your been friendly..

Bar/restaurant I work part time in, one of the lads, "John" was working one night and this young enough strange priest came in. Came up to the bar and asked John did he need to book a table for the Friday coming. John told him we dont take bookings and you just come in as you like.

"Oh, I see" says the priest. "Well if I was ring up in a few days time, and place a booking for 4 of us, who would I call?". John says "as i said we don't actually take bookings, only for large groups". "I see, well if was to give you a call during the week and book a table, would that be okay?". "Eh, well if you just ring the bar they should be able to sort something out".

"Ah, but they won't know who I am, is it okay if I give you a call?". To this day I have no clue why John gave him his number, John is in his mid twenties and is well capable of telling a priest to f*** off but for some reason he gave him his number anyways.

Off he went anyways. Then a day later, John gets a random text along the lines of "hey buddy, how are you?". I was the priest. Very short replies come from John and the priest is just making pleasantries and thats the end of it. Next day priest rings him asking John if its okay to come into the restaurant that night and he does, arrives in with a few other people. All chat with John that night.

Then over the following days the priest is ringing John and texting him asking him how things are going etc, work, college blah blah. Numerous calls ensued along the same lines. He stopped after about two weeks, not too sure if he told him to stop or what happened.

100% true, I couldn't believe it, only heard about it a few weeks after it all went down. Incredibly f***ed up if you ask me.

wolf moon wrote: »

Holy Jesus, wisest post I've seen on boards.ie in ages. Couldn't agree more.

100 percent correct , too mant attention seeking gobsh1tes in this world of ours today

I wouldn't mind one. Tall, blonde, fine arse on her... Where to I place my orders to get hot stalkers? Ah, feck it, I'll take two, just in case one wants the weekends off.

I've had an actual stalker. It lasted for about a year. I never formally 'met' the man and still don't know his name, but he became convinced we were in a relationship. It started with anonymous letters left at my doorstep. He followed me and knew my schedule - where and when I worked, my favorite places to go after work. He would break into my apartment and didn't take take anything, but looked through all of my drawers and storage so he knew where everything was (he mentioned it in later letters - down to the smallest things, he knew where I kept them). There was an alley way behind my apartment and he used that to watch me at night. And in case you're wondering, I figured all of this out later. He was very good at sending a letter and then "disappearing" for months; but he never really disappeared, he just kept a low profile. He notched things up in the spring - I would get weird phone calls, random knocks at the door, an adult 'toy' was left on my doorstep.

One day, he came to my door posing as a repairman. I didn't know it was him at the time, but I was alone, had just gotten out of the shower, and he insisted that he had been called in by the landlord to do some work in my apartment. I told him that the landlord hadn't informed me of any work that needed to be done and as far I knew nothing was broken, so I didn't let him in. I found out it was him a week later when he broke into my apartment at night and assaulted me.

The letters continued through the summer and got creepier and more desperate when he realized I didn't "like" him. I moved away and then the letters got threatening and manipulative as he tried to figure out where I moved to (they were forwarded from my old address). And then it just stopped one day. And it's been almost a decade and I haven't heard from him since.

It was obviously a terrifying experience and I did see a therapist for about a year to talk it out. It's one of those things that you're scared to tell other people because it sounds so crazy you don't think they'll believe you. What's also scary is looking back and putting all of the pieces together. When you're in the middle of a storm like that, there's so much you don't see which seems painfully obvious looking back, and you have a tendency to blame yourself for not recognizing it.

And of course no one really knows what to say. Some people try to make jokes about it, and I can see where it might be easy to, but it's never really that funny, you know? Or they try to scare you more, which I really don't get. I've had a lot people say things like, "Maybe he's still following you! You never know!" sort of half jokingly, and I'm just like, why would you say something like that? You think that doesn't cross my mind? Do you think, after what I've been through, I have an issue with letting my guard down too much?

It does kind of bother me when I hear people say, "omg I have a stalker; this person won't stop texting me!" And they mean very genuinely some times. I'm just like, you have no idea. And it has nothing to do with how attractive or interesting you are, as someone above stated. It's all about control. I was just unfortunate to have caught this person's eye, and what's sad is, he probably stopped stalking me because he found someone else to focus on.

Anyway, that's my story. Stalker-free for almost a decade now and happy.