Absolutely. My dog is so guilty of stalking.

Many years ago, I was a DJ at a radio station in Oregon. I had a rabid fan who would always be wherever I was. She knew my schedule, where I hung out when I wasn't on the air, where I lived, etc. I told her to leave me alone on a few occasions.It had no effect. I found out she worked at the county courthouse, so I waltzed into her offices and, loudly so her coworkers could hear, told her what she was doing and how much I wanted her to stop and to leave me alone and how she should probably seek professional help. I never saw her again.

Some years ago I was in a relationship with a doctor. We dated a year , lived together for 2 years. He broke it off. I got my own apartment he went back to his home in another state. Eventually i heard he was dating a lady who lived not far from me. One nite cold snowy and icy, no one was on the road, except car lights swept over my bedroom and i could see he was looking up in my apartment and texting. I was creeped out. He tried to keep texting me. I think he wanted wife and something on the side. Men..some want it all....lol.the

Yes... terrible... I couldnt stand how they cried for me. My heart was breaking. I didn't feel the same desires anymore. It was time to move on.

yes

Yes! Have letters still somewhere.. Guy, proper martial arts nut witha grudge and a crossbow!! .. Also by a female but she was cool just a bit obsessive lol.

Yes, in my 20's and 30's I was stalked a lot from many different men. It was terrifying. The last jerk ended up being a real psychopath and nearly killed me due to his rage of refusing to accept that I refused to date him anymore. Ever since I gained a lot of weight, men don't glance at me anymore and sadly, I feel safer this way. Can't afford pervets and psychopaths getting all evily possessive and deal with domestic abuse.

First, I told him he appalled me, then I ignored/blocked him on all further attempts at contact. I'm afraid of him, so I hope I don't have to kill him.

Yes..by my ex. He would park his truck near my farm and watch me, until I threatened to tell his new girlfriend.

No

Had someone follow me on a bus in Israel at 21. All set to yell at him when he escorted me to a youth hostel next to an army base. He was worried about me traveling alone.

Yup and just my luck I didn't even have a female stalker I had an incredibly overweight dude who found me pretty..Went on for a few months..hed show up at my work, try and follow me home and be there as I was about to go into work..So one night I took a chance, slammed him into a wall and stuck a knife to his throat

Whoever says violence doesn't solve anything is a dumbass

A bit. A year of texts from a jilted ex. Followed on the street a time or two. Nothing to call the cops over, but enough to send a girl to the store for pepper spray...

No...thank heavens, because it is something that you have little control over! A person who stalks, is out of control and that is never good!

For years. I got a restraining order. And the phone calls, went on for about six months. It's over now. I'm no longer afraid.

Yes, an ex decided to follow me while I was taking a Network Technician course at CDI. He would show up during lunch and show me his knife. It had a 10 or 12 in blade. On the other hand I still managed to finish the 12 month express course in 11. I took off for a month towards the end and when I got back the dean told me he stopped showing up when he was threatened with jail. Fun times.

Yes. Then he found out I could shoot with accuracy, both hand guns & rifles, & had a 100 lb dog that was very protective of me. Not sure how many stitches it took to close him up but Beau (the dog) would not give up the pant leg he tore off.

My Chihuahua, all day

Yeah, I'm a public figure with a fan page, so I have a few stalkers.

No

Yes, it was a terrifying ordeal.

During his senior prom, my first boyfriend, Darryl, asked me to marry him. I was 15. "My parents will give us 40 acres of their land to farm," he offered. I said no. What is this, Kentucky?

"I'm going to college," I told Darryl and broke up with him.

Three years later, I was walking down a sidewalk at the University of Michigan, when Darryl pulled up in a van. He jumped out. "I've been looking all over Ann Arbor for you!" Darryl said desperately. "I can't get you out of my mind!" Shocked, I pointedly looked at his gold wedding ring and the child's seat in his van.

"Leave me alone, Darryl," I said firmly. "Go home to your wife." He stalked me for four years until I moved to Washington State. I made my family and cousins promise never to give him my address.

In 2007 Darryl found me on Facebook. Still married, he sent me his cell phone number. Darryl and his wife were farmers living next door to Darryl's parents in Michigan. I blocked him.

Photo: Darryl, 18, and me, 15, before his Senior Prom. I sewed my prom dress.

Yes. I won't fill in the details because I can't dismiss the thought that he may be lurking on here somewhere. It got creepy for a while there.