Why are you just parked on my RetroSpring page? You wouldn't happen to just be parked on a bunch of my pages, obsessively watching me, would you? Because that would be stalking.

It'd be even worse if you're someone I've stopped talking to due to obsessive behavior towards me that would not cease no matter how much I pleaded, then you saw me answer a question on here as part of your surveillance of my life, and thought asking to buy my videos directly from me would be a good pretense to trick me into directly interacting with you.

If, anon, you aren't just parked on my pages, and this hypothetical doesn't apply to you, then I thank you for your interest, but I am not doing direct sales outside of Twitter right now, due to having not felt safe existing in public spaces for the past year and a half or two. Y'see, there's someone who's been obsessed with me, who has made me feel I can't exist or just be myself without consequences in the form of wildly self-destructive behavior on their part. This feeling of always being watched by someone whose behavior seeks to control me has led me to isolate extremely hard, to the extent of not even talking to people in private for months at a time, repeatedly, just praying for the eyes of my stalker to go away. It feels like every time I peek out from my hole in the ground, with an eye toward resuming my life, they're there waiting. I am trapped, and there is no escape, all for the crime of caring and trying to support a friend who seemed to desperately need it. So I've stopped living my life in any meaningful way; I've even canceled important doctors appointments because I spotted this person watching me and went into a panic over it, leading to badly deteriorated physical health. What this means for you, anon who is not parked out on my pages or ritualistically lighting candles for me, is that I do not feel safe enough to sell you my videos directly.

However, if my hypothetical did, hypothetically, apply to you, anon? Then know that you are killing me. Not just spiritually at this point, but physically, as stress and anxiety have both worsened my symptoms, and left me too drained to overcome my medical anxiety and seek meaningful help. I'm grateful for the years of satisfying friendship we had together, but you said yourself a year ago you can't even remember what it was like to not be obsessed with me anymore, and the fact that you're still obsessing over me even now has destroyed all my trust and sense of safety. I do not want to hear from you, not even in response to this. I just want you to go live your life in peace, and leave me to live mine the same. Please, please, please, I beg of you, leave me alone.