Okay so hi, I wrote here last month about the creepy guy on the bus who asked me if I had anyone waiting at home for me ;-; Honestly, writing that out made me feel a lot better about the whole thing, so here, have another story - for some reason, I attract creepers, so there might actually be a good few of these stories still to come! Trigger warning for: harassment, bullying, pushing for suicide (don't really know how to put that). Also a Lot of swearing and emotional abuse, to be honest.

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So. Set the scene: I'm, what, 17 years old - maybe older? Definitely under 20 at least... - and on dating websites because why not? I meet a guy (Dave) who seems nice enough and we get to talking, get on okay, start chatting on Skype and stuff like that, all is fine. We flirt a lot and end up doing various "adult activities" via Skype for a good few months, until we decide to meet up. This is really where the "Let's Not Meet" crap begins. Edit to add: This is so long because of my sheer hatred for this guy (pretty sure half of this post is profanities). Also needed quite a few words to get across how much of a dick he was.

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So I go and meet up with Dave and we go straight to his house, which I know I know, it was a bad idea, but whatever. I was on my period and, at the time, didn't use tampons (I'm sorry but it's relevant!) so had a pad on. Couldn't see it or anything but if you touched my butt I guess you'd be able to feel it. I think you see where this is going.

Anyway, get to his place, chill for a bit, nothing sexual happens cos it's shark week (not that he knows this yet), and then we start kissing. He squeezes my ass then sorta jumps back and asks me why I'm wearing a nappy. I explain everything to him and he starts making jokes about it, which irritates me but not enough to stop making out for a while longer, until I feel him squeeze my butt again and laughs to himself. I pull away, stop all of it, and an awkward bit of time later he walks me to the bus stop. It was dark, Halloween, and there was a drunk guy there who said we "looked like a cute couple". I almost puked in my mouth tbh. I get home and sort myself out shark week wise, get into bed, text him goodnight and hardly talk to him for a while cos he replies with jokes about nappies and babies. (For you Americans, btw, nappies are what we Brits call diapers).

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That should be the end of it, right? Narrator: It was not.

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We go a while barely talking, I can't remember any specifics from that time except we try and get back in touch via Skype and he almost immediately makes things sexual after I explicitly have told him to NOT do that if he wanted a second chance. So I block his ass. He messages me on Facebook, chatting shit about how he's sorry, he has ADHD (undiagnosed, by the way, but he "relates strongly to it" or some bullshit lol, absolute idiot). We go back and forth a bit cause I hate being disrespected and get angry easily, or did back then, and I enjoyed arguing cos I'm a piece of shit. Again, ends up in me telling him to fuck off, him refusing, and me blocking him again. I also block him on the dating site we met on as well as any other site I even see his face on.

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A year or so goes by, I get a message and think I recognise the picture but am not sure, so I reply anyway to be polite. It's HIM. He apologises and I argue with him again, telling him I really truly never want to hear from him again, and block him. Again. He goes on to make several more accounts on that site to talk to me. Same goes for Facebook.

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I also run into him (well, he messages me) on Plenty of Fish and OKCupid. We argue a lot on OKCupid, to be honest. It was getting creepy and awkward and weird and I got super pissed off. I'd grown some balls and learned some big words by this point, so had a right go at him. As per usual, the chat ended with me basically telling him to piss off and that he's blocked and then blocking him (I actually have screenshots of the OKCupid conversation, as well as texts that'll soon be mentioned).

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Things go quiet again and then, after going to the cinema with my sister to see Batman V Superman, he messages me on Whatsapp. I instantly start having a mild panic attack, have to use my inhaler, etc, where this guy triggers me so damn badly now. I hate his guts for making me feel that way, and I still feel that way when I see his pictures on dating sites. Fuck him. Anyway. It gets to the point where I'm still telling him to bugger off, I block him on Whatsapp pretty quick, and he resorts to texting and calling. Most of the texts are him telling me to pick up the phone, with the odd "you're worthless" and "kill yourself" and "the world would be better off without your psycho self" thrown in. Charming, really. Definitely winning me back over. Bear in mind it's been at least two years at this point, he's harassed me on and off for two goddamn years. Anyway, again. I excuse myself from my sister (we're in McDonalds at this point, it's a weeknight and quite quiet in the car park), and I step outside into the almost empty car park. I start SCREAMING down the phone. I don't remember what I said, I didn't even think about my words when I was saying them, I just know I told him I'd report him for harassment and shit if he didn't fuck the hell off. I had to go outside three more times to just scream down the phone at him. At one point, I literally was just screaming - no words, just pure pent up anger at this dick for ruining what was meant to be a great night with my baby sister.

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This is already getting long so I'll sort of taper off here, but basically, I blocked his number from texts and calls (he still managed to get voicemails heard, though, the knob), and never heard from him again!...

... I wish. Got messages from him several more times, both on the original app we met on and PoF, but tended to block him right away after that.

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So, Dave the stalker guy (who I WILL NOT hesitate to report to the police next time!), let's never fucking meet again.

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TL;DR: Dave and I met on a dating site, met up IRL during shark week, made out and he grabbed my ass. He went on to make nappy jokes cos I was wearing a pad instead of a tampon and he was an immature piece of shit. He continued to make the jokes after politely asking him to stop, and then continued to harass me for over two goddamn years on various social platforms, including dating sites and Facebook, until I finally answered the phone one day and let loose and hopefully deafened the bastard. Heard back since but just block him when I realise it's him nowadays.

Edit to add: I heard this guy out multiple times - too many times than I should have. His "apologies" were littered with sexism, homophobic comments (I'm bi), insults and him blaming it on adhd which wasn't diagnosed and was used as an excuse to be a dick. I should've immediately blocked him at the times he messaged me after these "apologies", but I had a couple anger issues myself which have since been mostly sorted out. Hope that adds some clarity to why I was such an asshole toward him in the end.