and look in my windows, fake pregnancy, used to follow me on walks in the neighborhood, used her father's death to get in contact with me, posted my picture on a Facebook group "He's dating multiple girls," made friends with a fellow dog owner in the building to get invited in and kept trying to come over to our building until she freaked them out. Finally, I got her to stop contacting me.

Then, last summer on a Monday, I felt a tap on my back shoulder as I was walking through my neighborhood and it was her. She said hello, it's been a while, it's good to see you. I said hello and, didn't know what to say, said, "I'm surprised you recognized me without my orange shoes." She said, "I would recognize those calves anywhere."

I got out of there as soon as possible. She texts again that night, then calls the next day, then immediately texts and said it was a butt dial. Then, calls again later in the week.

At the time, I was going to Cody's on Fridays a lot. She showed up that Friday (I don't know how she knew I did that) and watched me play darts for 90 minutes without talking to me once. Left. Texted on Sunday, then texted again that following Monday that she thought we would be good after all this time, but she would leave me alone.

Hadn't heard anything besides one random text since October. I was telling a new girl about what happened and all the craziness on Saturday, then got the following day.