My Stalking Blog – A Weekend At Home

A Weekend At Home

Like most people my age, I have begun to enjoy the comforts of a weekend at home.

I work for a major Chicago Hospital and every other weekend, I have to work. But when I’m scheduled off on the weekend, I love to stay home. So this weekend’s recent cold wave, gave me the perfect excuse to pull in the welcome mat, turn off the email, cook extravagant dinners, nap, and catch up on all my missed TV shows.

I also changed out old fluorescent blubs for the more energy efficient ones, folded sweaters, and watched the PBS show, ‘Sara’s Week Night Meals,’ in which she prepared two quick dinners, Salmon with Mustard Crackers and Baked Chicken served with turnips greens and creamed corn. I decided to try my hand at the Baked Chicken dinner, which turned out great. My only regret was that I was out of wine!

My other regret over the weekend was The Stalkers. I have suspected for a while that the people renting the apartment above me are related to The Stalkers or are being used by them to create some discontent in me regarding my apartment.

All weekend long the people upstairs stomped, not walked, through their apartment, so hardily, that at one point I seriously feared they’d fall through the ceiling.

Then there was the screaming. Not as loud and obnoxious as in previous times, but still there.

But, as I sat in my favorite chair, watching my favorite show and feeling truly grateful for all that I have, I found myself feeling sorry for The Stalkers.

Their inability to let go of their imaginary grudge has become more than obsession. IT has become a way of life for them. It controls them and rules them with an iron fist. It prevents them from enjoying even the most basic of things – being at ease at home. I’m sure they call someplace home. But they’re rarely if ever there spending the majority of their time parked near mine.

When I finish a workday, I want to go home, have dinner, and get into my bed. Their imaginary grudge won’t allow them to do that. So on they go, thinking that they are pushing me ‘over the edge,’ as they say. When in reality, they’re pushing themselves further into insanity, demoralizing their children, and degrading themselves (Matthew 15:10-11 After Jesus called the crowd to Him, He said to them, “Hear and understand. “It is not what enters into the mouth that defiles the man, but what proceeds out of the mouth, this defiles the man.”).

I think it’s high time for them to let go of their imaginary grudge. It’s beginning to show the rest of our community what I’ve known for years, but was unable to prove, that The Stalkers are the ones in need of psychiatric help. I mean come on, who watches a 62 year old woman, 24/7/365 because she might masturbate, or have sex, get pregnant, and have an abortion.

If nothing else, someone should teach them the facts of life.

Eliza D. Ankum
Author of
Flight 404
Ruby Sanders
STALKED! By Voices