I had met this really nice guy named Michael at the pub one night. We really got along so I did something I don’t normally do, I gave him my number. He seemed very sweet and kind, which was exactly what I was looking for at the time because a few month beforehand I had left my very abusive boyfriend and was now also back living with my parents. I needed something good to happen. He took me out on dates and whenever he dropped me home I felt like I was walking on air, I hadn’t been this happy in so long. I had finally met this guy that treated me well, he would open doors for me and pull out my chair if I went to sit down. I thought I had found a winner, but I was so very wrong. We were both smokers (I smoked tailor-made and he smoked rollies), so one night we were at the pub sitting in the smoker’s area. My friend Ross from high school came up and gave me a hug, I introduced him to Michael (Of course I’m not rude) but he didn’t seem very impressed. Ross and I chatted for about five minutes and then he left. Michael was angry and accused me of flirting with him, I tried to laugh it off but anyone else who has been in an abusive/controlling relationship would have also seen the warning signs. From that moment on he was very controlling and clingy. He would message me seven times until I would respond to his previous first message, he would always want to know what I am doing at all times. So I broke up with him, I thought he took it well enough but obviously he didn’t. Weeks later I am sitting in my room and my mum yells at me to come outside. I could hear her clearly and it sounded like she was on the other side of my window. I open my curtains and see my mum standing there. I walked outside and towards my mum (My window faces the back yard). She is pointing down saying “Why have you been leaving cigarette butts everywhere!” I look down and there are hundreds of butts on the ground. I was puzzled for a moment and then I realised that they had been rolled.. I took a photo of the pile and sent it to Michael with a question mark, his response was “I like to watch you sleep”. After that I got a restraining order and I haven’t seen him since. So Michael, lets never meet!