Back in college I was FWB’s with a girl for a few months. Both lived on campus so it was easy.

She was cool, but would so the typical texting all the time, and when I didn’t reply would call... over and over.

Now she would text but had nothing to talk about, saying she needed to say it on the phone.

I would oblige for a phone call, but she only said she had to say it in person.

In the beginning I obliged. And in person she had very little to say. She was obsessively asking for attention, but had nothing to talk about.

Over the next few YEARS. She started following me to classes. Not saying a word, but learned where my classes were. Camped outside of them and waited for me and followed me. When I moved off campus she would follow me to my car and follow me home.

When called out denied it all. I tried to be reasonable in the beginning but realized it was impossible and she was a legit stalker.

Hundreds of texts and calls, I give no response and block her, then I get “unknown number” calls nonstop for days on end. I’m talking hours in a row of constant calling.

Now my friends thought this was hilarious, and didn’t take it serious. This girl was a TA and would give my friends As if they could get me to talk to her.

She had to be physically escorted out of our parties. Dragged out. Several times.

She played the assault card. The pregnant card. The abuse card. A compulsive liar. But luckily everyone was aware how batshit she was.

That was 6 years later, she lives states away but still tries to talk to me. I will say I cave sometimes (and during those years occasionally had sexual relations bc im dumb and my dick ruins my life) and because she seems very sad and needs a friend. I would say it’s some weird Stockholm’s syndrome type thing. It really did a number on me.