Since best friends usually share the same qualities, Cliff speaks the same language.
A best friend will tell you what you certainly wouldn’t tell yourself. Bobby and Cliff share an unbiased perspective on such matters, like females and finances, a trait invaluable and treasured when used to build each other up. Coming above in major categories is natural and executed telepathically.
Stalkers tiptoe around in the shadows, and like perverted peeping toms, they can sometimes be found hanging from trees armed with binoculars and bad intention.
Stalkers who get caught in the act will cover-up the deranged reason they decided to fall off the subconscious deep-end. When you identify and confront a stalker with facts, positively noting that they are a stalker, this commonly leads to pathological lying. In my unprofessional opinion, stalkers are certifiably insane. The eyes of a crazy person look like this:
The pursuit of a victim can stem from a variety of psychological factors, such as anger, projection of blame, obsession, dependency, denial, and worst of all, jealousy. The stalkee can be put through quite a bit of trauma from the hurtful experience provided by an unbalanced stalker. Worse, they can appear from out of nowhere, jumping onto your back when least expected.
Stalkers want something they cannot have, taking on their pursuit like a hungry wolf hunting prey. Sadly, they are known to take human form.
Precautions can be taken, like having a guard dog in your humble abode to keep intruders from entering and going through your things when away. Dogs scare evil stalkers.
The paparazzi, also known to some as “stalkerazzi,” trail celebrities and are able to invade privacy within the rules of the law. Sometimes the result is the stalkee going bananas, lashing out viciously.
One can’t blame the frustration that comes with being stalked, especially when they just won’t get a hint and go away. According to famed mental health specialist P.E. Mullen, there are five types of these psychological terrorists. The first, the Rejected Stalker, tries to correct or reverse rejection, and they are usually filled with sadness and jealousy. They cling to the belief that their failed relationship can be rekindled. This type of stalker believes that the victim needs to be rescued or punished for flaws in judgment.
The Resentful Stalker tries to scare their victims as a form of revenge and is irrationally paranoid through bitterness. An Incompetent Suitor is a socially inept idiot with a crazed fixation who feels entitled to their victim, one who is often already involved in a relationship with a sane person. The universally feared Predatory Stalker spies in order to prepare and plan an attack on the victim. They are the least common but the creepiest of the bunch.
The hardest ones to shake are the Intimacy Seekers. All they want is a loving relationship with the victim/soul mate, believing they are "meant to be together." They have a desire to help the target, misguided in their belief that the victim loves them too. Negative responses by the victim are perceived as encouragement. Delusional Intimacy Seekers are statistically the most persistent type of stalker. In the grand scheme of stalking, 
Stalkers cannot be trusted and restraining orders should be seriously considered in any case, be it extreme or otherwise.
Sadly, schizophrenics don’t understand the law. Too bad weird freaks often ignore restraining orders, instead looking at them as a challenge in the way of their ultimate goal. Amaury Guerrero was once shocked by the “coincidental” appearance of Lisa Brenner at Q’s.
To add suspicion, she was rolling alone, so he immediately filed a restraining order. The effects of stalking vary, but it’s most certainly a disruptive mental assault, one that causes destruction of trust and emotional insecurity. Severe forms of anxiety are exposed, as well as anger and even embarrassment. Aside from crippling hypervigilance (abnormally increased arousal that scans the environment for threats), good physical health can be deterred through lack of sleep by constantly imagining a perpetrator trying to look through your window.
The stalker will usually wear nondescript clothing and will drive a car other than his own to avoid detection. Perceived anonymity is the stalkers best friend, and the majority of them are male.
Thankfully, I haven’t had any male stalkers, but I’ve recently discovered the travails of having a few female stalkers. I think everyone agrees that stalkers can be classified as pitiful losers. One misconception is that female stalkers aren’t as dangerous as male stalkers. It’s a complete myth, and the psychiatric status doesn’t differ. Thing is, women often target other women. It’s like the female astronaut, Lisa Marie Nowak, who fearlessly stalked cross-country while wearing diapers.
That crazy broad tried to kidnap the girlfriend of an astronaut she was once romantically involved with. She obviously suffers from a personality disorder. Most stalkers have a history of criminal activity and substance abuse, although some utilize stalking as a gateway to greater crimes, many of which are documented on the great Oxygen TV show “Snapped.”
Stalkers are a low form of human being, putting their own interests ahead of anybody else, especially the person being victimized. I once dated a girl who threatened to commit suicide in order to cause an intervention on my part, to force me to have contact with her, give her comfort. She succeeded, and I broke my long-standing silence to tell her, “Go ahead, do it, my life will be easier.” 
By never following through with her game, she reinforced her psychosis. Because of a recent stalking problem, I was clearly prompted to change my cell phone number, and thus far, have remained happily stalker free. You can find yourself in danger if they know where you live, so it’s best to keep potential threats at more than arms distance. Problem is, you can know someone for years and never realize they have stalking in their blood. You can’t always confirm the traces of crazy in their eyes.
In conclusion, all stalkers are bonkers, and when it comes down to it, Floyd Sanders will always be bulletproof!
For the best you should lay all your honesty to bear, ditch any practical lies to show soul. It's too easy to assume the resolute route will lead to capturing the prized heart. 
Worse is when yours is smitten roughly, and concealing the fact feels inconsiderate. I had casual correspondence with Raj Vasher regarding the best music websites, and it somehow led to me confessing real affection after a glorious evening the day before. I was intensely lovelorn, thoughts jumbled sharply, and I professed feelings that had been foreign to me. He has seen it all.
Raj instantly responded with:
“This is maybe the most important email you've sent me in a while. Actually, not the most important... but the most heartfelt. I'm really excited to hear that you like-like a girl. It's been a long time since Brooke and the Unmentionable. And random hook ups were always designed to lead you into the arms of a quality girl. I trust Amaury with my life, so if he says that she's qualified... then she is qualified. And even if this thing doesn't last, it's good to have a steady girl for a while to smash preconceptions about you.”
If you have women all over you, you’re immediately labeled as a womanizer, even if you don’t act on the impulses. If you write a book about “The Art of Bashing,” you’re immediately scrutinized for what the text represents and how it applies to your mentality.
It isn’t too difficult to build a bit of a reputation, be it good or bad, maybe neither. Sometimes you can inadvertently overexpose yourself, becoming effortless prey for hungry wolves. All you can do is prove that the common thought is wrong, that is, if they’re willing to trust you. Overarching confidence can shroud significance.
Through the trials, you end up wanting the best more, as though being a glutton for punishment may change the situation in your favor. It usually doesn’t. Either they want you or not. The Seek always gets hurt by the Sought.
Through initial frustration I pondered viable remedies within reach, the trollops a phone call away that would comply in healing my torn heart. But I couldn’t make any call, they were meaningless, and I knew it would never solve the way I felt.
Should I take Denise out to the Hollywood Bowl for old time’s sake?
Should I bring flowers, maybe a bottle of champagne to 
Was another 
Sometimes it’s safer to check your true feelings at the door, but I’m sick of doing that. It’s a rarity to feel discarded hastily, but it's a risk worth taking. I’d rather go to Busby’s than feel this way. Reforming yourself is clear when motivated by something greater than you.
Nothing feels absolute, a testament to turbulent confusion coupled with an apprehension reaching dangerous levels barely touched before. I never question myself, but now I have no choice. Feeling trapped is sickening.
The solution lies in being true to oneself, and fear of sacrifice should be taken competently. Sometimes being yourself can backfire, even if they laugh at your dumb jokes.
Maybe you can’t change who you are even if you really try, but knowing the benefits of change and wanting it pave the path smoother.
I finally figured out that I’m misunderstood. Making a person you truly like believe and trust you is a task undertaken with heavy duress attached. You can never blame people for believing the myth.
