I went through period when I had an urge to keep making sure my curtains were closed all the way, even if I were sitting down, I would get up several times to double check again. There were not really any thoughts about why I needed to check, it was a compulsion driven by a nameless anxiety. I became concerned I was developing OCD.
One evening, whilst tugging the curtains properly closed again, I looked out and down (I lived several floors up), and there was a woman at street level across the road looking intently up at my window. It was semi dark so I couldn’t make out her features very well. I lived in a big city on a busy road so thought no more of it.
The following evening, I went out to my local supreme to pick up some dinner. There was a woman in the queue adjacent who kept staring at me. I thought she looked very vaguely familiar, but felt too shy to look properly to try to recall who she reminded me of…
Anyway, for some months before that, I had been chatting with a woman internationally online and helping each other with our respective languages.
Anyway, it turned out she had taken a surprise trip, and was basically stalking me, and hadn’t warned me she was even in the country! She spent a few days doing this and returned home without telling me.
It still spooks me to this day that I out of the blue felt such a strong and persistent compulsion to keep my curtains closed, without knowing why. My body felt something, but my mind couldn’t rationalise what that was.