what happened…
It’s hard to explain what happened to me. I was just sixteen and I trusted him, and I needed his help. I had no one else. He told me he loved me unconditionally and that I was really special. Might even sound like typical boyfriend/girlfriend stuff………except he was 52.
He taught me psychology.
I was sixteen, and I was vulnerable, and I had a crush on him. I hate saying that because it makes people think that I asked for it. No one would ask for this. I wanted a friend, and he started out as one. I never ever expected him to do what he did. I didn’t go to his house planning for any of that to happen. I needed to talk, and since I trusted him, and he knew psychology (and law) he was the best person to vent to.
He didn’t help me. He broke me into pieces so small that it’s been two years and I’m still not put back together. Everyone is gone off to college, and I’m still here. I have a wallet full of police cards and therapy once a week.
My entire high school has gossiped about me. Adults have gossiped. I have been harassed and assaulted at parties by people who think I’m a liar, or a slut, or just don’t understand. I look at those girls and before I even feel angry I think… Did he do this to you too? The scary thing is that I wouldn’t have fully understood what he did to me without therapy. I wonder what his other victims are thinking if they haven’t spoken up. I know I’m not the only one.
So if you think this sounds like you, please talk to me. Say or ask anything. Keep your anonymity. I don’t want you to go through this. Maybe you’re even just curious about what happened. I’m open to questions - it helps people understand…one by one.
