August 2007, I'd just graduated high school and was going to a university on scholarship. This is when I met Individual X, who at the time, was just a social acquaintance who I'd met while attending the university. I befriended him at this time.

Fast forward to 2009, Individual X and I are friends, and we're moving into an apartment together, the two of us and my then-girlfriend.

8 months later, I kicked Individual X out of my apartment for general bad roommate behavior (mess making, etc, you've all been there). Individual X moved in with a couple other buddies of mine at a house they had and last I'd heard was kicked out of there too.

That sums up my relationship with Individual X as far as I'm aware. What follows is what was going on behind my back, as I've been learning through various channels.

Some time in 2009, Individual X got into my laptop. He installed a creepy webcam virus on it that allowed him access to the webcam at his will, and could see what was on my screen with some remote viewing software. I was completely unaware at the time. Individual X then proceeded to capture private images not only of my genital region, but that of my girlfriend's as well as we engaged in consensual relations in what we thought was the privacy of our own bedroom at our own apartment. Individual X disseminated these images and videos through various online channels and amongst his/our social groups.

I had known for quite a while that Individual X was going behind my back amongst *my* social group and doing who knows what. At the time, I didn't care, but it was part of my motivation for kicking him out of my apartment. He could have been spreading rumors about me and I never would have known but I figured myself to "be the better man" and I just ignored him and "cut the problem loose" so to say.

It was around this time that something unthinkable happened. Individual X accused me of raping/taking advantage of my girlfriend. Lies that she, to this day, is quick to dismess, but lies that have permanently damaged my reputation. Individual X installed a creepy webcam virus on my webcam, and used his (I should mention that at this moment in time, Individual X is literally a virgin) creepiness to falsely accuse me of raping my own girlfriend.

Now this was all happening behind my back, and I had no way of knowing, but is all activity that Individual X will admit to and even brag about, going as far as to call himself "A Genius" for hacking my laptop (an easy task considering that I'd ignorantly set it up without a firewall or any other protection).

Dealing with Individual X heaped infinite amounts of stress onto me, which is why I chose to cut ties with him completely, but I still saw him occasionally at the new house he was living at. It was there, one night, while we were all hanging out, that Individual X admitted to going behind my back, nothing else, and "conspiring" against me. Which was when I first felt threatened by Individual X.

Moving on to us physically, we're completely different people. I am a 6'2" 250lb powerlifter with 2 black belts and a concealed handgun license (something important which I will get into later), and Individual X is about 5'9" 200lbs and very nerdy. Individual X simply could never physically intimidate me. Hell I even beat him at arm wrestling.

More about myself, I'm an outgoing individual with a lot of friends and social acquaintances. I've been working since I was twelve and paying taxes since I was fifteen (TX State Law). I was attending university on scholarship and had a good reputation for being an attractive, sociable individual. I was a good guy, basically. I'd had multiple girlfriends, took the hottest girl to prom, and had no problems at all when it came to my sex life (this is all important as I will later discuss).

Here's a few tidbits of information about Individual X, all learned either directly from his own mouth or through my own personal experience in being his friend for 2 years and living with him for 8 months. He's short, his muscles are small (he doesn't work out), he's Manic-Depressive Bipolar (among other things), he's a sleepwalker, he once overdosed on his prescription medication, blacked out, crashed his car and woke up in a mental institution, he loves prescription amphetamines (had a prescription for Vyvanse) - which he claims have given him heart palpitations, Accutane and prescription antibiotics, and I quote verbatim, "messes with my [his] hormones," he is a messy individual (his room at my apartment was always messy and filled with garbage), and he lacks empathic ability. Among other things.

Here is an incomplete list of rumors/mistruths/straight-up-lies that Individual X was spreading behind my back. That I was raping my girlfriend, that I cheated on my girlfriend, that I was a pedophile, that I was a child-molester, that I lie to women (to help me get laid), that I'm gay/homosexual, that I'm transgendered (a tranny), that I'm creepy, that I smell bad, that I have bad breath, that I have disgusting, acne-ridden skin (on the contrary my skin is clear and blemish free - always has been), that I'm short and small (not 6'2" and 250lbs), that I'm a weakling, that I'm a stalker, that I'm a cyberstalker, that I have a pencil-neck (I have a thick neck), that I "Project" when describing individuals other than myself (read: psychological projection), that I'm a retard (going to uni on scholarship, Honors college, etc), that I'm a bad driver, that I creep women out, that I have schizophrenia, that I have a congenital heart defect, that I masturbate too much (not kidding, I'll explain later) and that my "biceps are puny and asymmetrical," that my "legs are spindly," that I'm a pussy, that I'm a coward, that I sit with my asshole open (serious), that I have poor impulse control, that I am "A skin-picker" (dermatillomania), that I have bad teeth, that I eat the skin off of my lips, that I gave him cancer, that my farts "Stink up the place," that I've never written a computer program before (as an insult to my intelligence), that I tiny penis (above average, tyvm), that I type slowly (120+ wpm in elementary school), that he got a restraining order agaisnt me, and did I mention that he's been going around telling people that I smell bad? He also accuses me of cheating at Counter-Strike (a video game) - He accuses me of "being a Gay Faggot Retard Hacker" and "sucking eggs." Ironic because I have beaten him and his cousin at Counter-Strike, and I played competitively when I was in high school.

While spreading all of that disinformation about me, Individual X is also lying about himself. I've learned, through various channels, that Individual X claims to be taller than me, bigger than me, stronger than me, that he beat me up, that he beat me at Counter-Strike, and that he "smells better than me," among other things such as, and I swear this is true, that he is a Cop.

Need I mention that it was around the time that I started learning these things, that I bought my first gun and enrolled in the first CHL (concealed handgun license) class I could find. Passed my background check, got my permit, and thought I'd live happily ever after knowing if him or someone else ever came at me I'd be more than able to defend myself physically.

Moving on, about a year ago I'd considered getting a restraining order against him, this is after I started learning about all of the things that he had done behind my back. Well, word got out amongst my friends, and last I'd heard the kid was actually trying to get a restraining order against me, using the fact that I almost beat him up as justification. I hope to God that the (actual) cops don't take Mr. Cyberstalker seriously, especially considering that they don't know my side of the story. To this day I have not actually filled out any paperwork for a restraining order because I've been too busy with my home life, something Mr. Cyberstalker also impacted - he ruined my relationship with my family, to do anything.

Moving on from even that, let's discuss stress and emotional trauma. About 2 years ago I was having an argument with my family after dinner, set off by discussing something that Mr. Cyberstalker had done to me, and I went out to my back yard to smoke a cigarette. Now in Texas, you're allowed to open carry on your private property. I had my gun on my hip. My neighbors, most likely having some completely incorrect opinion of me, saw this as threatening and called the cops on me, stating in their report that I threatened to "shoot them and shoot myself." Neither accusation of which is true. I ended up getting taken downtown to a hospital without so much as a chance to explain myself. Over the next year, cop visits became a regular thing as my family and I argued more and more, and once again when my neighbors accused me of "chopping people up and burying a dead body" in my backyard (I was doing yardwork). This, as you can guess, further damaged me as the hospitals tried to diagnose me with a mental illness when I was literally moments away from pressing charges against my neighbor for filing false police reports, etc. To this day I am still dealing with doctors after doctor and trying to convince them of my health, normality, and stability. And I fear I may have slight PTSD from being forcefully hospitalized as suicidal.

The stress has been unimaginable. I have yet to finish my degree (I was getting a degree in business management and entrepreneurship), I can't get a job, I don't have any friends anymore, and I can't even get laid (to be frank) anymore.

I have no idea what to do. I'm not sure if I can still press charges for the computer hacking as that occured way back in 2009 and there's probably a statute of limitations on that sort of thing. But surely I can do something about the slander by Individual X and the false police report filed by my neighbor.

Any questions just ask.