Stalkers

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I would LOVE it if a woman was that obsessed with me but I'm lucky when i can get a girl to want to talk to me for a bit

Yeah i consider stalking absolutely following someone around secretly and spying on them, I dont think curiosity is stalking, though in my attempt to get incontact with a person (an aspie male friend) He accused me of stalking him seveal times...
I still dont quite understand how as to me stalkings not what the dictionary definition is as it is to him. which is:
Anyform of unwanted attention....
I cant remember what dictionary that is..
but does that mean if I my best friend calls me on a sunday and because its unwanted that it is stalking?

Really they need to define it better for this aspie female..... hmm

I think the word "stalking" is used too much. My female aspie friends have been accused of stalking, but they actually DID follow their crushes home. I've looked people up, but I've never gone round to their houses. Only once did I phone a crush after looking him up online, and that was when I was 13. Oh wait...I did it again a few years later.

Your avatar reminds me of this.

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Because its the album cover for that song.

Never had that problem.

This is why I specified what I meant by stalking. I don't look people up, though. The way I figure it, if the person didn't freely give me personally the information, it's none of my business.

I've had a couple of stalkers, and I'm worried I may have another one on my hands. The strange phone calls have stopped since I moved, but being bothered in other areas seem to have gone up... and quite recently.

Escalation? IDK...

Does reverse psychology ever work with these things? Like nagging him instead of ignoring him, and begging to have children with him etc.

Oh god... I'm afraid he might go for it if I tried that.

Tea.....

I can see you O_O.

I am everywhere O_O

I am your watcher O_o

EEP!

What have I done to upset you? I thought you loved me, you b***h! You told me you loved me!

(Joke, joke. )

Yeah. Creeped me the holy hell out. Partly because it was a dude. And partly because this dude was messed up. And, apparently, it's really really easy to stalk your next-door neighbor.

I kinda want to tell the story, I'll just give the short version.

I had been in a new apartment a few months before I first spoke to my neighbor. He weirded me out, so I made up an excuse and ducked into my apartment. About ten minutes later there's a knock at my door. He's standing there holding a potted plant. He'd brought me a gift, so I felt too guilty to not let him in. Again with the weirdness, so I told him I wanted a cigarette and didn't smoke inside, asked him if he'd accompany me outside. He said he didn't mind smoking in his apartment, and I couldn't think of a way out quick enough so we went over to his place. He showed me around, then showed me his "project," a binder full of pictures cut out of magazines with coins taped over all of the faces. I finally came up with an excuse and bailed, he tried to hug me on my way out.

There were a few weeks where our only interactions were of the "Hey how's it going. Cool, see you around" variety. Then, one night at about 2am, there's another knock at my door. He's standing there wearing a woman's overcoat with obviously nothing underneath. He asks for a cigarette. I give him one then tell him I'm going to bed and shut the door, thoroughly creeped out.

A week or two past that, I see him outside panicking. He's crazy late for work, I take pity and drive him there. A mistake on my part, I shouldn't have encouraged him.

Another few weeks, and I hear through the wall him having a crying fit. It lasts all night. At 7am he knocks on my door and asks if he can use my phone. He calls what I assume is his roommate. I hear him say "Our phone's shut off." I assume the roommate asks "Where are you calling from?" He answers "My friends house." Again my conjecture about what the other person says; "What friend?" And he answers "My only friend." Sad, right?

The whole time I'd been living there, every so often I'd hear Madonna blasting from next door. This time when I hear it as I'm leaving, I see his window is open. He is dancing, in women's underwear. For the rest of the time I live there I have to avert my eyes whenever I'm leaving or coming home.

The walls of the apartments are very thin, so much so you can tell exactly what the person next door is doing. In particular, from the sound of the pipes, you can tell when your neighbor is in the shower. One day, I get out of the shower, get dressed and leave for work. As soon as I walk out the door, I see him crouched down outside my window, looking through a crack where my blinds are bent. He pretends to be messing with the plants in the planter right underneath. Now, he can't help but know when I'm getting out of the shower, so god only knows how many times he did this before I caught him.

This story ignores all the little unwanted, but less overtly weird, daily interactions. I move out a couple weeks later and never hear from him again.

I would consider it flattering if I had a stalker. Well, a stalker who's stalking me because she's interested romantically. Buuuuuut since I'm taken... Politely decline, or do the unpredictable thing and become good friends with my stalker. But I'd make it very clear that I am not interested, in order to not 'lead her on', as it is.

Of course, I would be absolutely thrilled if the person whom I'm taken for stalked me. Both online and in real life. It shows I'm special enough to get special attention.

Wow, what a weirdo, mds. You had a lucky escape. I'd feel really disgusted.

Things rarely work that way.