Here’s what Being Stalked Taught me about my Body.

ELIZAVETA DUSHECHKINA/PEXELS

When I first met him, I could see the pain swimming in the depths of his pastel green eyes.

Those same, widened eyes would always look at me in awe. I could feel his longing to be held and to have someone to hold. It was overwhelming.

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