This is not going to be a sexy story but it is indirectly sex related. This is a kind of scary story about the time I got a stalker from Grindr.

Right at the start of my transition, maybe two months in at best, I was on Grindr enjoying all the extra attention just switching my profile to female and my pics to full fem pics was getting me. This was long before I had the guts to follow through with hookups. I got a half fix from flirting and just bottled up the frustration from things never going anywhere.

There was one guy I will never forget, though I never learned his name. Things started out pretty normal. At the time I lived in a motel turned studio apartment that had these ancient wall AC units that should NOT still be running but somehow still are. This guy randomly asks me, “Do you live at [REDACTED]?” My heart sank. 😳 I asked why and he explained that he used to live there and he recognized the AC units in the background of my selfies. I felt relieved because that’s innocent enough ... right? 😅

Conversation continued and eventually he did it again ... he asked me, “Do you drive a blue [REDACTED]”? Once again, my heart sank. I should’ve blocked him right then and there but my dumb ass didn’t do that. I asked how he knew that and he said he was visiting a friend of his who lived in the place I lived and he saw me take out the trash. He also asked about the guy I lived with. (my now ex boyfriend Eric) I confirmed that that was my boyfriend because I had mentioned Eric to him before. I think the fact that I lived with a man may have saved me from this situation being MUCH worse. It still did get creepier from here though. At one point later he said, “I rented the room across from you, it’s #109, you should come over!” That was disturbing enough but it’s still not the worst part.