But no matter what I did, the stalker seemed to always be one step ahead. They would find out where I was going and show up there too. They would send me gifts and letters, telling me how much they “loved” me and how they wanted to be with me.
Slowly but surely, I started to take back control. I changed my phone number, my email address, and my social media accounts. I started to vary my daily routine, making it harder for the stalker to find me. Harassed By A Stalker 2013 72018
I was frustrated and scared. I felt like I was all alone in this, and that no one was taking me seriously. But I refused to give up. I started to document everything, keeping a record of every incident, every message, and every encounter. But no matter what I did, the stalker
I also started to reach out to friends and family, telling them what was happening. They were supportive and helped me to feel less alone. They encouraged me to keep going, to keep fighting, and to not let the stalker win. Slowly but surely, I started to take back control