The police came around to my house tonight after a guy that I saw on and off for 6 weeks decided to start stalking me. At first, I went on a few dates with him but realized there was no future as he just isn’t my type (he is also 20 years older than me and has 5 kids), but I naively thought that we could be friends and enjoy each others’ company. I even said this several times to him and he agreed even though he said he was in love with me and wanted to be with me.
Now, some background: we have known each other vaguely for 3 years so it wasn’t so strange when he asked me out. We never had sex although he pushed for physical intimacy and was constantly trying to touch/kiss me. I told him from very early on that I did not want a relationship and was as blunt as I could be. He told me after about three weeks that I was the love of his life and all this other ridiculous crap (“you’re like the sun coming out from behind the clouds” was my favourite). I think I might be a tad stupid because I am kind for idiots for far too long as evidenced by my last relationship.
Cut to this evening. I leave yoga class and he is in the parking lot standing by my car. I have no idea how he knew I was there, if he followed me or just showed up on the off chance. He confronted me angrily and was clearly agitated and aggressive. I have not responded to his numerous, harrassing messages, phone calls, voice mails or emails in over a week because he started to creep me out so I told him to take a hike. He did not take no for an answer.
As soon as I saw him, I asked him to leave which lead to shouting and him trying to get into my car with me. Anyway, it went on for an excruciatingly long time and the details are unnecessary but I got into my car shaking and crying and phoned the police. They came to my house and now I have filed a report and am getting a restraining order.
What the f**k is up with men these days? I just left a 32 year old who couldn’t commit to me and found a 52 year old who basically proposed to me after three weeks. I would laugh if I wasn’t lying on the floor crying hysterically.
The police could see that I was clearly distressed and tried to reassure me. After they left I ate a tub of Greek yoghurt and threw it up. Maybe my stalker just became my new excuse for ED.