Until about 13-14 years ago I always had a stalker. I haven't had one on the internet, as far as I know, unless you count the ex-husband ~ and I think he has lost interest in my boring life several years back.
Anyway I always had at least one, that I knew about, from the age of about 16 to 40ish. The most recent guy died, but I had already gotten him to stop making himself known to me, at least, by having the local police visit him and tell him to leave me alone.
Having had some time to think it over, I think what made me a stalker magnet must have been that I was giving these guys inappropriate signals somewhere along the line, perhaps when we first met. I'm not saying they weren't to blame because obviously they were responsible & to blame, from the time I told them their attentions were not welcome and they chose to disregard what I said.
But honestly it happened so many times, over so many years, that I had to eventually notice what all those situations had in common ~ that I was involved ~ and obviously I wasn't doing it on purpose and obviously (I think?) the stalkers had social issues of their own ~ but I must have done something to make them think ~ whatever it is one thinks in that situation ~
Don't get me wrong, I also have been a stalker, to a lesser degree than my last one (the scariest) ~ but still, looking back ~ and I had NO idea this is what I was doing ~ but yeah. Pretty sure I've done it. Not my whole life, but a couple people here & there.
I just figured that out recently, though, so I can't say yet what motivated me to behave that way, with those few certain guys. One of them in particular, I was dead sure he was the person for me; he isn't but I thought so for much, much too long. And might still to this day, if we hadn't re-united some time back, for about a year ~ a year was all I could handle, and I went into it feeling ready & to be very accommodating in the relationship, too. Which I was, but that didn't work well for me. Not sure why I always thought, all those years, that it would.
