Yes, and yes. I know I cant talk about it because with money, and power comes privlage, but yes it happens. The cops would laugh at me, so your lucky you got that. The bigger story well mine no one would believe, so I just live with it. Im all alone. The stalking stopped, but Im being monitored, and thats just my life. If I do something and "he" doesn't like it I get subtle hints from his friends. I never know who or when, but I gave up fighting. If "he" wants me dead I will die. I guess I've given up because that aspect doesnt bother me anymore. I just hope if the time comes and "he" decides to kill me its painless thats all.
Until then I'm stumbling through life trying to fix the other traumas that made me a victim to this. They look for the ones who don't know how to protect themselves, or those who dont know that humans are still animals even if our society lies about that. I may be evolved, but not everyone is, still preditor pray to those who stalk for sport. And it is a sport for some. But, its to late now. I wish I had a time machine. I'd hide from before the start, but I don't, so f#%k it. Just trying to deal/heal with the ptsd from what I can change in my life.