This is embarrassing to admit, but I write about it in the hopes that it will help someone. Here’s the thing. I’m a man, but I’ve been plagued by a stalker for years.
I have lived in many places: Oxford, KS, Independence, KS, Caney, KS, Philadelphia, PA, Fort Scott, KS, Gainesville, FL, Pleasanton, CA, Gaithersburg, MD, Jefferson, MD, Matthews, NC. I’ve visited many more: France, The Netherlands, Australia, China, South Korea, Canada, Nicaragua, Mexico, all over the US.
However, this stalker has an uncanny ability to show up where I expect him least. Yes, it is a guy. I’ve considered contacting the police, but what could they really do? I’ve told my wife. She knows him. He’s accosted her, too.
He always forces me to move. He meddles until I have to leave. I sometimes have a reprieve when I relocate. Months, maybe a year or two. I convince myself that he’s finally gone, given up, moved on. But then he’ll be there, just the same as ever. He’s maddeningly consistent.
I caught a glimpse of him this morning. Just out of the corner of my eye. A flash of the man that I can’t escape, the one in the mirror.
Romans 7: 15-20