I've had two stalkers. Psycho and the Wolf. When I was 18 I dated a guy for 8 months, and he physically stalked me for 3+ years, and he occasionally finds me online for example on Pandora Radio (of all places). The last time he found me that I know of was 2014, making it 16 years at that time. If he is still stalking me it has been 19 years now. I nicknamed him Psycho when we broke up in 1999. He was always covert, watching me from afar so I don't know. I knew he stalked me the three years during the restraining order because his ex-fiance found me and let me know he was sitting outside of my work watching. I moved and changed jobs. That was in 2002. Since then as far as I know for sure it's been online, but there is circumstantial evidence that it may have remained a physical endeavor. Then there is the Wolf. He is the one with all the power. He is the one who may be reading these words right now and smiling his sh*te eating grin to see me write them. I met him at University and we had a 5 month "friendship" that was actually an emotional affair (I didn't know the definition of emotional affair until much later). I fell for him, so I ended the friendship. Well, he'd already been odd the entire time. We rode the same train between home and school, and he'd come sit two seats away from me and I'd call him over from there. He also always made a point to share private details of his life I didn't ask for, like his home address and class schedule. However not share his telephone or social media. He continued to sit two seats away from me after we stopped talking. He started showing up everywhere I was on campus once to several times per week, sometimes passing me by multiple times in minutes. It's such a long story, I can go into it in the comments, but this stuff went on for nearly two years. He was set to graduate one quarter before me and I was so happy I'd get to have a quarter of freedom from him. Nope: he got a job on campus, and I continued to see him, now in places where I'd change my route. I changed phones and combed the phone with a technician and still he always found me somehow and I will never understand how he could always know where I was. One day while he was still a student I saw him on a private road I took daily that I'd never seen him on before. As a result I snapped and started harassing him on twitter, and then by email. I did that for over a year, maybe close to a year and a half. Every time he'd pass by me I'd send him obnoxious messages that would drive normal people to dislike me. After I graduated I started seeing him at the grocery store or on the road. He would drive past me, how did he know where I even was? I had the mechanic check my car and they didn't find any trackers. He stalked me for 3 years, if he stopped. I stopped harassing him when I felt he'd lost interest in me, finally, nearly a year ago. I closed down nearly all my social media and only have Linkedin, youtube, and Google+ now. It's okay to say that because if he is still around he already knows. I take self defense and I want to start martial arts, that's to my stalkers credit, he pushed me into martial arts. He pushed me to accept I can be cruel and must fight to survive and must fight to keep others from trying to steal my dignity. The hippy died, and a warrior has been born in her place. A warrior who is good but not nice. I haven't seen him lately. But he is literally one circle of peers away from me. We are both resource scientists. I work with people he works with. It's so close that I know someday I am going to be forced to see that sh*te eating grin again as he stands proud and powerful and I act like I am going for an Emmy to not let on to my coworkers. I am not going to shake his hand. That day is going to come. I've kept a log of every incident in case I ever have real evidence to go to the police for a restraining order, but hopefully I don't need one anymore. I started keeping a log not long after I realized he was following me, and I back tracked it at that time to when we had first met so I could detail how strange he was from day one.