I've been dealing with a stalking situation since about September 2023, and it has just about defeated me. I met this man that introduced himself to me as 'Lewis', still not clear if that was his real name, at a bar by a college in my home town. He was nice at first so out of politeness I was nice back, I was really drunk and some how he got my number. Then I started getting spam called and text, from different number services like what's app and text now.

Over the course of the first six months he got more aggressive and threatening, mentioning my dog and some of my family members. I would just block the numbers and/or mute them, but never delete incase something ever happened to me.

Then one day, lucky enough for the circumstances, I woke up at 3 something in the morning to realizing he had hacked multiple of my social media accounts. He had unblocked every single person on the list and messaged multiple people like my abusive ex and my dad some really inappropriate things and photos. Fortunately I was able to delete most of them before anyone woke up, except for the ex one. I called my mom crying my eyes out and she told me to make a report with the police, so I did.

Most of my life I never thought anybody would be so obsessed with me, be so dedicated to making sure that I knew that they hated me and wanted to do things that you only hear about in documentaries to me. He managed to get into my old accounts and pull 18 photos of me and send them to me saying he could do more if I didn't do what he wanted me to do.

I'm almost sure he studied my text with people because he then would pretend to be someone I know and say that they were always secretly in love with me, I never bought it. And that cycle went on and on. The police eventually said that unless I have a last name for him it's virtually impossible to do anything about it. SO, essentially, I am alone in this.

Then one day my phone gets stolen. I still haven't had a phone because in the small time I didn't have a phone, he messaged multiple people including my job and burned every relationship I had, even my close family members. The worst part about everything is that I don't know if the person I'm currently living with took advantage of the Lewis situation and is trying to isolate me from my last remaining friends. Because, I found out he asked my mother for a certain types of photos after a lot of this has happened. And she did it.

There's probably more that I'll more than likely make a part 2 for but this is the first time I've typed or written this all out so it just gives me a really tight feeling in my chest at the moment. Nothing a little Mary jane won't help, but I hope this all made sense. Thanks.