Hi!
So, I disappeared for awhile because I was being stalked, so that was weird. Nothing bad happened via diaryland, but I took extreme precautions and laid low just to be on the safe side. I went to the police at the advice of a therapist, and erased myself from the internet.
This was the same delusional stalker who wrote me a rapey "love" letter a year ago. The first letter was scary, but I didn't expect to receive any more harassing letters because I blocked her. But then she made new fake profiles to send increasingly abusive letters, overtly listing all the places she's stalking me.
The further I investigated, the more strange discoveries I made about her obsessive level of intrusion in my private life, to the point of befriending my best friend and trying to meet with her. I can't even use spotify anymore, because she believed my playlists were secret messages to her.
My psychologist friend thinks the stalker has schizophrenia/erotomania. We both met the predator, very briefly, ten years ago at some art event, and neither of us heard from her since then. (Until now.) So at least I have a vague memory of what she looks like, in case she shows up at my door one day to make soup out of my pets, Fatal Attraction style.
I am okay though. Nobody has murdered me yet so that's cool. She's been reported, and if she tries anything else she'll have jail time.
Other than that, I'm just appreciating these long summer days, reading books, meditating, the usual mundane stuff. Doing my best to maintain an open loving heart to the world, despite it all.
I'll write more soon. I've missed it here. I hope you are well. <3
8:22 a.m. - 2022-07-16