Note.

When the BS was going on 7 months ago,

the newly joined watchman in my apartment stopped me when I was stepping out and looked at me and smiled like a creep for 1 minute.

The lady working with him said to him that I live here.

I went back to him and said, can you please stop acting.

I didn’t say anything wrong because everyone in this world knows I live here.

He started taking rounds outside my window whenever I spoke to my therapist after that.

Like I did something wrong.

But I didn’t.

I smiled at him while he was doing it, after that he stopped stalking.