I’m in love with someone who doesn’t even know I exist. I’ll never get the chance to be with him either. I always follow him around and collect the things he drops. I love him so much… he saved me. My guilt is… I can’t bear the thought of seeing him with anyone else, and I have fantasies of torturing and killing his girlfriend and exes, and I also think of kidnapping him to be mine forever. When I initially started having these thoughts, I told my closest friend at the time. She laughed and started calling me a yandere afterwards (not her fault, she had no idea I was serious). People have been referring to me as a yandere ever since (as a joking around nickname). I became embarrassed and scared, so I haven’t told anyone how I feel since. I know this is beyond messed up and I’m disgusting for it, but this is my truth, and I don’t want to hide it any longer. Yes, I may be a yandere. And yes, I’m willing to do any and everything in my power to get the one I want, no matter what. And if you don’t like that, say it to my face so I can smash it in for you.