I used to date a guy who emotionally and sexually abused me. Once I had to hit him to get him away from me; he used to call me a tease whenever I said I didn't want him to touch me. He used to beg me never to leave him alone, and tell me all these horror stories about his past. I just figured he was sick. Eventually, I got so sick of it I begged him to end the relationship, because I was afraid that if I did it, he would kill himself or something. For the rest fo the week he periodically neglected me and basically verbally abused me for a week after that, and then end it He called me abusive, annoying. 

Now he's stalking me. He used to come by my workplace on the same day, at the same time, and walk really close to my desk. Once I thought I saw him watching me through the windows of one of my classrooms (I'm in university). Now I think he's changed majors to mine, and because I'm in a small university, that means we're going to take a class at least some point. We would have, if I wasn't planning on transferring for next semester. But the intention's still there.

He came by my workplace again. He came up to where I was working. He had my boss make me leave. He could have just waited till my shift was over. He could have just come by later. I've told him to leave me alone, and stay as far away from me, especially when I work. But he doesn't care. He wants to torture me.

I'm so done. I've had enough. I've wasted two years of my life because of him; he's made me depressed, suicidal, and misanthropic. No one will help me. No one wants to, except for two people. Literally just two. My therapist and a policewoman on campus who's willing to drive me to the police department, because I don't have a car. 

The campus counsellor once told me that I should just look at things through his perspective.

I want it to end. I want to kill myself so badly. I don't have anything to enjoy anymore. My life is a hell-hole. I just want to die.