Creepy incident vol. 244848220

I'm at the bus stop waiting for the night bus.

This guy keeps looking my way.
I ignore him.
He doesn't seem like he wants to get on the bus.
Then, after 10 minutes he comes to wait at the bus stop.
I go stand away from him.
The bus arrives.
He purposely comes where I am so we get on the bus from the same door.
He stands next to me on the bus.
When I push the stop button and try to move towards the front of the bus he says in English that he's getting off as well.
We get off the bus.
At this point I'm well aware he got off because he's creepy/dangerous. So, I wait at the bus stop to see if he's going to go away.
After a few minutes he disappears and so I proceed to walk home.
However, he was hiding behind a wall and suddenly creeps from behind to comment on my tattoos.
I murmur something and try to walk away.
He walks faster and stops in front of me and asks me about my accent and where I'm from.
I say that I'm Greek and I try to move away.
At this point I'm not even trying to get home because I don't want him to know where I live.
He asks if I'm going home. I say I'm just walking around.
He persists on having conversation with me.
I say that I don't feel comfortable talking to strangers.
He looks weirded out. I say thank you and walk away.

Now, after I walked away I had to hide and wait to make sure he truly left.
Even after that I kept looking behind my shoulder to make sure he wasn't following me.

And that, my male friends, is why you should NEVER try to approach women at night. Because experience tells us that if you do that, chances are you're a rapist, a serial killer or a stalker.

Why do you care?

Someone asked me once:
-Why do you care?
He was referring to me caring for other people, for this planet, for good causes. He also went on to say that he considers the trajectory of my life unimportant and the fact that I care for others unnecessary.
I care not only because I want it, but also because I can't help it.
If I see someone suffering it's my natural instinct to try and soothe their pain.
If I see injustice it's my natural instinct to get involved and change that.
Even when those situations don't affect me personally I still can't just sit and observe.
To some that may be annoying and wasteful, to some others it can be dangerous and against their personal agenda...
But guess what, I pity you. I pity those who can't feel compassion and empathy, who can't see past their own selfish interest and gain, who can't give without expecting something in return.
I pity you because you'll never be truly happy. For happiness can be found profoundly when you're the reason behind someone else's smile. 

:)