You see, I realised that the person on the bike looked familiar to me and I panicked just a little bit. I’m pretty sure now that it was not the person I thought it might be. There’s really no reason why it would be but he has been on my mind a lot lately. My “stalker”, although that name barely scratches the surface of what he did.

It’s 15 years since his “activity” began, on 25 June 2001. I hadn’t realised until much later that he had been laying the groundwork for 6 months already by that time, in his guise as a “friend”.

You thought that you could mould me and make me just like you, but I escaped your clutches: I had a different view. I wanted something extra, someone strong and loyal and true. You said that I betrayed you when that someone wasn’t you.