after that joel green story yesterday,
i never realized just how deep stalking actually went for some.
sure,
i’ve snooped around on a few social media profiles in my past.
i’ve gathered intel that ultimately turned me off from the wolf of my desires.
you’ll be amazed just how corny or obnoxious some of our fantasies actually are.
years ago,
i knew a jackal who actually low-key outed me at a party that was a super stalker.
i may have mentioned him on the foxhole before…

the party was for a late friend of mine.
he has since passed.
he had a heart attack due to all the stress from his job.
i recognized the jackal because he worked across the street at a past retail job i left.
like,
past-past.
we started talking and he told me how much he was into my ex-co-worker.
i thought he was telling me that they were sneaky linking.
i admitted that i had a tiny crush on him as well.
my ex-co-worker moved like he was gay and loved to flirt with everyone.
he was dark brown,
muscular,
and had the nicest ass and print in his khakis.
he was one of those brooding artsy types that i’m sure painted at midnight on full moons.

the jackal was started confessing how he was legit stalking him.
he told me he found out my ex-co-worker’s address,
medical records,
and other personal information that i don’t know how he got.
he admitted that he went over to his block a few times.

like,
he is just telling this story like he is talking about his favorite flavor of ice cream.
just nonchalantly telling me that he was in love and stalking my ex-co-worker.
what if i was opps?
or a close friend with the ex-co-worker?
he was in the type of secret love that made me feel he would kill for.
it blew my top completely off.
i never saw that jackal again,
but i do know the ex-co-worker had a kid and moved outta state somewhere.
i’m sure he and his artsy family are painting at midnight somewhere.
folks out here are kinda crazy with their obsessions.
we gotta learn to pull it back when we start “over-liking” someone.

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oh and the outing at the party?
it was during a game of “never have i ever” amongst friends and strangers.
we had to sip our drinks if we ever did the question being asked.
the question was:

“Have you ever been with another dude?”

i was still very super discreet at the time and didn’t raise my glass.
here this jackal goes,
out loud,
in front of these friends and strangers:

“OH,
YOU NOT GONNA RAISE YOUR GLASS??????”

i wanted to sink in the floor.
matter fact,
i wanted to pull him down with me and beat his ass in the pits of hell with satan as a witness.

thank God my close friends there knew about me,
but it was very triggering.