A Woman Avoids a Potential Stalker by Following Safety Advice She Read Online

We want a world in which women can walk alone in public and not look over their shoulder, but today’s reality proves to be anything but. Fortunately, many brave women are sharing their safety strategies to make sure whatever danger they’ve encountered never happens to someone else.

One woman was able to rely on someone else’s experience when realizing she was being followed, and we are passing along her story in hopes to prepare as many women as possible for the same situation if it arises.

Internet advice that proved very useful

A user on Reddit was able to escape a potential stalker thanks to several comments on this very subject. At that point, she was finishing shopping at a mall with her husband but needed to use the restroom before leaving. Her husband went to wait in their car.

When she entered the bathroom, she noticed a man inside, and he turned toward her as she walked by. Suddenly, she remembered a post about a woman being followed that she had read recently: A top comment said to never go into a public bathroom if followed. She promptly exited the bathroom and entered the main shopping area, but the man stayed close.

After that, the woman remembered another comment that said: “If you think you’re being followed, calmly turn and go into a store that the suspected person would not typically have interest in.” Instinct kicked in as she noticed a dollhouse store and made her way inside. The man followed her in again and kept looking in her direction.

At this point, fear became real. She rushed outside with the man matching her pace and keeping a close distance. The woman grabbed her phone, called her husband, and loudly said, “I’m being followed by the man behind me.” The husband rushed to her aid and the man who was following her made sure to leave immediately. The danger had passed.

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