Stalkers

By Suzanne Marie Punch

What do I know about stalkers? I've been stalked my entire life by men who just wanted to torment me. They apparently did not know the meaning of respect. If they did they wouldn't be peeping in my windows, and hacking my social accounts, or even the security system. I have had men from where I live to men from other countries stalking me. When it comes to stalking me there is no discrimination.

The first time it happened. I was 14 years old from some guy from Africa. He would even send me gifts through UPS. I was extremely surprised. Come to find out the guy had stolen someone's credit card information and was sending me gifts with someone else's credit card.

Then I have had a few ex boyfriends who have done this to me. Actually, almost every one of them have. People wonder why I have nightmares and why I hate being by myself. I have had my car vandalized on several occasions by several different men. All due to jealousy. If they can not have me then they go to the extreme to make life hell for me. They always have.

Not one of those men have been loyal to me or even have had my back. Therefore, I chose to leave and they were too fucked up to handle it. They love me way too much when they're with me and they hate me entirely too much when I get tired of it. There is never an in between. It has gotten old and I have had enough of their petty ass childish games.

It is a blessing, yet it is a curse to be an attractive, loyal, honest, female. I've heard men say that they dont exist but they do. I am proof. And it can be proven. I am always made out to be the bad one. I admit my wrongs. The thing is they never admit their wrongs. Never have and never will. That's why they are jealous and act the way they do.

☆Withy Writing☆