@JingsMahBucket thanks for your post. I never understood why he stopped.
But it hasn't half spooked me! I was dreaming about it and it woke me up. Then I just lay in the dark, going over all the ways I should have predicted, and then taken steps to avoid, finding myself alone with him that night.
That's what a stalker does for you. He/ she makes you build them into your daily life. Before you do anything, or go anywhere, you are wondering if they will be there. You won't share on social media. You get anxious about who has your number. You try to vary your routine. Take unpredictable routes. Your friends think you are overreacting about not being willing to go some place in case he's there because after all he hasn't actually done anything, except looked.
All the time, you are racking your brains to try to remember what you did to this person that started all this. Was there something that you did or said that meant nothing to you, but from their perspective was so deeply upsetting that they began to obsess about you? Maybe it's something that you didn't do that you should have done? Maybe it was as insignificant as not holding a door open?? Etc., etc.
I thought all these things endlessly at the time. I've woken up tonight and lain in the dark going through it again, trying to figure it out. I know he was either bad or mentally ill, but I still ask: why me? And that's how they get into your head, without actually doing anything.