The girlfriends

Both my last and first girlfriend developed an obsessive behaviour over time. Both started to call numerous times when it became obvious how weak the relationship really was, and that I wanted time for myself. As more time passed they both happily left me for one other guy respectively. So obsession is merely a game of power - and I let them be in charge.

The pool guy

So I had moved to another city and it was the same at the swimming hall. Someone tried to talk to me in the sauna. A dark guy with moustache in his 50's. Stylewise he was not very unlike Joseph Fritzl but he was younger - healthier of course, and had a rounder face. He had a nice charming smile. It's not hard to imagine he uses poolhouses to pick up young guys regularly.

His checking me out became unbearable and I switched to the other swimming hall, whereupon he started going there instead. He was a lousy swimmer but he was pretty big and imposed some kind of real threat.

He continued to check me out for while until I took my girlfriend (at the time) there several times and sat closely with her in the jacuzzi, I also made friends there - in the end he lost interest. I saw him downtown several times after that but he never gave away any sign that he recognized me. It was several sightings in exactly the same place - a well guarded (literally!) spot in central city - he always rushed forward with a briefcase.

The landlord

So I moved to another city (not because of the stalker) and rented a big room in an old two story wooden villa. Downstairs lived a young couple (both med. doctors) with a little daughter. The old man (close to 60 years probably) had let the room earlier to a security guard he told me. I thought that sounded somehow reassuring. But within 6 months he started acting weird around me. There was nothing in particular that he said. He did not offend me or something. He just showed in a sublime way that he got interested in me. So I had to flee.

Not to my surprise he called when I had left.

The sauna guy

So far countryside. I moved to a city and went swimming regularly in the biggest poolhouse, a little naive maybe, I responded to conversation in the sauna. It was a guy in his 50's or something. Well, he absolutely did NOT look nice - but that he would be after people like me just never occured to me. So what followed was a long series of his attempts to contact me (in that relax department) and that I became very suspicious about hanging there.

The sound technician

I was gigging my pop songs before a 300 persons crowd - it was a private party. The gig was a real success and I recall the sound technician tried to give me liquor. Later on he called or what was it. Anyway suddenly he was at my home! He had gone there with his lorry that he kept his sound equipment in and used to sleep when away working. So obviously he was gay.

As soon as understanding his intentions I walked away not to hear from him again.

The girl in the villa

I had weird people around me before I even had a girlfriend. Someone started to call me at home and exactly because I was young I was curious. So on a midsummers eve I went with a friend to her place - a big villa on the countryside - nearby where I lived. That was an experience I won't forget. She had her friend there and she was obviously drunk from spirits. When she was hitting on me I had to announce that I was not immediately interested in her like that. So she broke a mirror intending to cut herself with the pieces - and her friend had to stop her.

I met them both a few times after that and everything ended nicely.