Diary of a Sociopathic Stalker

I loved and hated it when you would try dating (I’m all about duality). Loved because of course, everyone dates online now and it gave me all kinds of access to you. Hated for obvious reasons… or are they? I guess we’ve been over this; I didn’t want to date you or even be near you in real life, not really sure if I was “attracted” to you in the conventional sense, but you being with someone else would screw up the amount of time I’d have to use you. I did get jealous, but I also liked seeing how you would interact on this level as it was a new layer to fold into my fantasies. I’d bombard you with messages from all my accounts and work different angles to see what you responded to. I love this kind of mental play, keeps me agile. I got you into a conversation with my account, “FunnyWithWords” (Let’s call him Ole). I dropped a bunch of clues letting you know he was me and you kept the conversation up so that means you were consenting, yes? One of my moves on the dating profiles was to te...

My ESL friend had trouble following the last set-up... which is kind of the point, but I'll explain for you, Dear Reader (Sarah already knows). I've made everything so complex and convoluted even law enforcement just rolls their eyes and walks away before trying to untangle the web. It is just one woman's life after all, and she's a nobody, so who cares... The set up was such that Hanley works for me and she was pretending she was in Sarah's position; Hanley said she was being stalked by "Mike" who was a representation of me, while Hanley was a representation of Sarah. When she got on the phone with Sarah, she insisted Sarah was Mike pretending to be a woman named Sarah. Hanley said she was also speaking with Morgan, Zed and Joe, who were all Mike pretending to be other people. So Hanley explained to Sarah that meant Sarah was also Morgan, Zed and Joe. Of course Sarah was none of those people. I was all of them and my employee Hanley was just blaming Sara...

I was just listening to my recordings of your phone calls with Hanley. Oy Vey, what a mess. Hanley may have been inane, but you were drunk almost all the time and mean, so so mean . Hanley has the patience of an angel, although she was calling you a hoe amongst other things; a martyr, a professional victim, acting like you had it so bad. Ugh, you were so messy. I’m embarrassed for you. There was so much desperation in everything you did back then. I had your brain in a blender. Man, I’m such a genius.  Like how I reeled you in by putting a synopsis of our unconventional love affair on a blog I knew would find its way into your feed; Shy, insecure, yet successful gay man (maybe even trans?) falls for a nobody who has nothing to offer him. Tortured by his irrational feelings of attraction and revulsion he stalks and hacks her instead of asking her out, then proceeds to role-play his secret romantic feelings with her through hundreds of catfish blogs, etc. No one else has that story...

Hello Dear, I’m back. I took some much needed “me time” to refresh. Of course you missed me. Sorry to leave you wondering if I was gone for good. Did you see Pete Davidson’s new Netflix special? He has a whole bit about his irl stalker. Good stuff, although he’s certainly not following the “grey rock” protocol. I suppose you can relate. His love interest looks a lot like Mindy Kaling, don’t you think? Maybe Mindy will play her in the made for TV movie about their love affair. I do so hope their love wins! I’ve been going through a lot of my old blogs, the ones I made specifically for you. It’s been fantastic to reminisce. I loved writing back and forth to myself, pretending to be you, then writing as someone who sounded like they could be me, then writing as all the "evil" people I had involved to help me "gangstalk" you. Hahahaha, it really is such a genius set up. Pity it must remain a secret! Well, only kind of, I get to share the genius of my design here and it ...

  I  loved writing back and forth to myself, pretending to be you, then writing as someone who sounded like they could be me, then writing as all the "evil" people I had involved to help me gang stalk you. Hahahaha, it really is such a genius set up. Pity it has to remain a secret!