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#11
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Did you ever follow her without her knowledge?
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#12
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Did you ever follow her without her knowledge? [/ QUOTE ] Yes, I did. The scariest thing about this, is that every time I followed her, I made up a story about it. It has been over ten years since I've seen her, yet, even though I know the truth, I could still tell you about how I saw her eating at the sidewalk cafe, I pulled up and she hopped in my car. IT NEVER HAPPENED. I just watched from a distance. I know the truth is that I observed, but I could tell the story about how she hopped in and no one would ever know it was not the truth. Sometimes I'm still not sure what the reality was. |
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#13
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How long did yoiu stalk her for? Were you employed at this time? Did you live alone?
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#14
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I was going to school and working part-time. I was living with my parents who were going through a divorce during this period.
I stalked her for about six months and then got a job at her Mother's law firm for three months (via her sister who was a friend of my brother), then had a semi-relationship with her, then stalked her after I stopped working for her Mom for about six months. Total stalking time: about one year. Snowball, I suspect you think you might be a stalker or know someone you think is...If you question it, you probably aren't. Anyway, feel free to ask more direct questions or PM me. I went to jail for the second time I broke into her house, but I sought counselling for my problems on my own. |
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How aware of the stalkage was she?
Give us some more stories of specific interesting events that occurred during your stalking. |
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#16
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How confident are you that this won't happen again? (People don't tend to change much in my experience).
What did treatment entail? |
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#17
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I don't think either her or I were really aware of the stalking until the last few months. I was in a fantasy land and she was just unaware, I suppose.
Specific? Yes. Interesting? I dunno: Her dog died, so she got a cute new puppy. I helped her train the new dog and grieve for the old. She left on vacation w/ her bf, so I stole the new dog. Hopped a six foot fence with a puppy under my arm. I had the dog for a few days before the Sheriff came to get her. Told the Sheriff, "Here's the [censored] dog for the bitch," as I handed the puppy to him. He looked like he understood my pain. He was the same [censored] who helped tackle me in the bushes a week later as I ran from her house after busting her window. |
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#18
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are you on drugs? why are you posting this here?
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#19
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Same question. You always seemed pretty sharp to me botw, but that's over the top.
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I'm fortunate that I'm a smart person, so I'll never repeat this. Could I repeat somthing similar? Absolutely. I was young when this happened. It could happen again, nothing is for sure. Do I trust myself? Yes. Have I changed? Yes and No. I still have the honesty and faithfulness, but they are not as absolute as I once thought they were. My therapist told me to read a book called, "Playing Ball on Running Water". I never read the book (though maybe I should), but the title taught me everything I needed to know at the time.
Basically, my treatment was for depression. I took SSRIs for a while. Some people focus on themselves, I focused on her. The best thing I learned was to BREATHE. It really amazes me how much just taking a breath helps. |
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