The update: I got really angry about how I have limited my life because of this guy. I wanted to keep my maiden name, but I changed it in hopes of making it harder for him to find me. I never used myspace. I didn't participate on facebook for years--I don't have a personal sense of loss over that (not a fan of social networking,) but I could have used it to promote my business and I didn't. While it hasn't always been in the front of my mind, I have lived looking over my shoulder for 22 years. Him stalking me has changed my life.
I sat with the anger for a couple of days. I thought hard about how much of my anger is related to my mother, and how much is on him.
I decided I've had enough of being powerless and fearful, and that I want and need resolution. I reactivated the facebook account, and responded to his wondering 'what if' message with a pared down version of the brilliant rant posted by GoBecGo. I said something like
"I sometimes wonder why the hell you stalked me like a freaking lunatic for 2 years and basically ruined a good portion of my teenage life. Today i wondered why you would contact me and why the hell you thought for even one second i would be in any way interested in you, your life, or anything at all you have to say. And right now i wonder if this hint is big enough for you or if I'll have to start notifying other people/agencies for you to get it that i don't want anything to do with you. Ever."
He responded with an "I'm sorry" message. He said he was young and stupid and that he's grown up. He's sorry he hurt me, it was the last thing he ever wanted to do. He said he just wanted to say hello, and now to say he's sorry.
I blocked him.
I told dh about it. He said I should change the settings back and keep the account active to give the guy the chance of warning us before he shows up on our doorstep. His advice made sense, so I did it.
I feel ok about the situation. I love that I was able to use someone else's voice to assert my boundaries. I got to say what I wanted to say, but I didn't have to expose any of my personality in doing it. Maintaining that distance--letting him know nothing about me, not even the words I would choose--is really important to me.
Thank you so much for the support and advice.
I sincerely hope this is the end of this story--because if I call the police because he's trying to pry open my door, and they do nothing, I will kill him with my bare hands (I'm really not getting a gun!)