When did you start being attracted to Yanderes?

Oh god, probably a little over a year now. I’ve always been a very obsessive person myself, especially whenever I’m in a relationship with someone, so the idea of someone being the same level of obsessive about me makes the whole thing a lot easier. I guess it really began sometime around when my girlfriend cheated on me for being just a little bit too possessive. About a week or so later, I’m sitting at home with not much to do, so I decided to sit down and play DDLC because I had nothing better to do. Once I got to the second act, where Yuri gets all obsessed with you and forces you into her route, lashing out at anyone who talks to you, I’ll admit I found it creepy at first, but after a while, I found it kinda endearing. I sat there, seeing the resemblance in the way I had acted and sometimes still do act, and I thought “why can’t I have someone love me like that?”

I found myself suddenly wishing I had someone who loved me so much, they lashed out in rage at anyone they thought would take my attention away from them. There was just something about the idea of someone who would only ever love me, and who was genuinely afraid of losing me, that made me feel genuinely happy. I have often felt that I am replaceable to the majority of even my closest friends, and in every relationship I’ve been in, that’s something I’ve only been reminded of as people got bored and started looking elsewhere because I’m a clingy, socially inept bastard with barely any hobbies or interesting traits whatsoever. It was only natural, really, that I would find the idea of unconditional, obsessive love just a little tempting, no matter what kind of crazy shit that brought

[sometime later . in another post ] . ]

For the longest time, I was like a lot of you here who wanted to be in a relationship with a yandere, to have someone who was completely obsessed with you, someone who would love you, and only you, no matter what. Or at least, I was like that until I started dating one.

It started about three months ago, when a complete stranger messaged me out of the blue, saying that she had been eyeing me for quite a while now, and that she wanted to go out with me. I said yes, because I was a lonely, desperate bastard, and she seemed like an incredibly kind-hearted person. For a while, everything was fine. We’d talk for hours on end, and she was generally a lot of fun to hang out with. The only thing that stood out to me as being odd was that she would often accuse me of cheating on her to my best friend. When he told me the conversations she had with him, I couldn’t help but get kinda worried. After all, I didn’t know what I had done to give her that impression, and aside from her saying that her previous ex had cheated on her, I couldn’t think why she’d be so paranoid about it.

Her paranoia worsened the longer I stayed around her. She began lashing out at my best friend, claiming we were in a gay relationship behind her back, despite neither of us being remotely inclined to do so. After that, she started begging angrily for me to block all contact with him, as well as a female friend of mine who I had known since we were in 3rd grade. It didn’t matter how many times I told her that I was only interested in her, she never believed me. Eventually, she reached a point where she’d start accusing me of infidelity if I’d so much as look in the direction of another girl. It got to the point where she started accusing me of cheating on her with my stalker, whom I’d made my disgust of quite clear.

I had had enough at the point. I broke up with her the following night, taking special precaution to make it as easy as I could on her. She broke down into tears almost immediately, telling me that I was all that mattered to her, and eventually threatening suicide. Unfortunately, I gave in to that little bit of guilt there and said I’d give her another chance, something I regretted almost as soon as I said it.

Soon after, she started sending death threats to my best friend, and I spent the following day wondering what the hell to do. I decided to just tell her outright to stay away from me, and she went into an angry rant, which I ignored completely. She then sent a lot of other messages, ranging from obviously fake apologies to ridiculously poorly written threats, and a lot of begging me to come to her house so she could apologize in person, which I didn’t trust in the slightest. Eventually I just blocked her. She stopped coming to school as much after that, and from what I’ve heard, she’s being homeschooled now. I’m just hoping that’s the last I’ll see of her.