I think that the people in our life can sometimes be stalkers, or help set it in motion. My gangstalking started to become really extreme after my old bandmate, and I parted ways. Before that, it was fairly easy to manage. A lot of police would stop and just kind of watch me, as I walk, or sit in a park, but they were at least more subtle about it........ and then BAM! Suddenly, cop cars, and other cars were on my ass daily for a few months straight (I go on long walks, and stuff). AND THEN it all kind of lessened (not stopped though) when my band mate and I got back together again to make music. I completed the second album that we were supposed to finish a year prior..... and then suddenly the gangstalking came back, and I was randomly kicked out of my band (without even being told. They changed their Facebook page photo to four of them.... and I was supposed to be the fifth member, but not anymore I guess?), and they stole my lyrics from me (I know because they would invite me over, and as soon as I would enter the door they would start playing my songs), denied that I was the owner of SOME of the lyrics (I was fine with them having the lyrics that THEY WROTE. lol). I think that this was all a plan to get me pissed off, and to convince me to react. They certainly pissed me off, but I never gave them the pleasure of knowing that. I never reacted, and I think that was a good choice :D and now my old bandmate lives somewhere else, and he s trying to get lyrics from me again...... Ha! He was literally begging. Not gonna happen, dude. :P