twstd_blk_rose16
05-21-2008, 09:24 PM
I went online today looking for help. I've found a lot of suggestions but nothing substantial.
The best help is self help so here it goes.
I'm marrying my high school stalker. Sweet heart is a much better title but that would be a lie.
His name is John Chester. My Janra. Two grades ahead and I didn't know he existed. I was only 16 and obsessed with my boyfried at the time, who was in the same grade as Janra.
I was 17 when I finally broke down and got a myspace to talk to my Japanese friends. That's where he found me. Constant messages complimenting my pictures and asking what I was into. I would, politely but sternly, turn down advances and bring up my boyfriend as much as possible. At one point I think I blocked him but decided that was mean cause he was pretty harmless.
This came in waves. Every couple months or so. I found out it was because he was a marine and was only contacting me when he was home from Iraq. One summer he even came to the little store where I'm a cashier. He was in my line. I played it off like I didn't know him though I recogonized him right away. We made the transaction and as he was paying he asks "Don't I know you from myspace?" I hand him the change and say "Oh yeah. Probably." So he takes this as his que to go ahead. "So what's your name." I respond by shouting "Next!" so the next customer would step up and he stepped out of my life for a while.
The best help is self help so here it goes.
I'm marrying my high school stalker. Sweet heart is a much better title but that would be a lie.
His name is John Chester. My Janra. Two grades ahead and I didn't know he existed. I was only 16 and obsessed with my boyfried at the time, who was in the same grade as Janra.
I was 17 when I finally broke down and got a myspace to talk to my Japanese friends. That's where he found me. Constant messages complimenting my pictures and asking what I was into. I would, politely but sternly, turn down advances and bring up my boyfriend as much as possible. At one point I think I blocked him but decided that was mean cause he was pretty harmless.
This came in waves. Every couple months or so. I found out it was because he was a marine and was only contacting me when he was home from Iraq. One summer he even came to the little store where I'm a cashier. He was in my line. I played it off like I didn't know him though I recogonized him right away. We made the transaction and as he was paying he asks "Don't I know you from myspace?" I hand him the change and say "Oh yeah. Probably." So he takes this as his que to go ahead. "So what's your name." I respond by shouting "Next!" so the next customer would step up and he stepped out of my life for a while.