TW: CSA, Grooming
When I was 16 years old, I was befriended, groomed and molested by my teacher in training. A 24 year old college student assigned to my class to shadow my English teacher, whom I still adore to this day. The teacher, not the groomer. He actually came to my 17th birthday party with his dorm mate, that’s how brazen he was.
For many years since then, I wore it as a badge of Nabokovian honor. I thought I was hot shit, because the older guy liked me. This is how easy it was, all he had to do was show the mildest interest in me, tell me about some poems he likes and songs he listens to. This would be a perfectly reasonable exchange were it not for the heavy flirting involved in between.
I was so taken with him, I never questioned it. WHY does a 24 year old, soon to be teacher (still is!) be interested in lil ol 16 year old me, if you can guess it’s because I’m an easy mark, you’d be correct.
From September 2001 – some time in 2002 I was ‘dating’ my teachers aid. I even documented it apparently, on several occasions. (I know I was a snotty little brat by the way) Even after that, once the school year had ended, our situationship did not. He met up with me several times that summer, but I only wrote about it on one more occasion.
I had a schoolgirl crush, because, well, I was a school girl. I was barely 17 when Brian came into my life, and he was out of it before I was 18, but the damage was done. I never understood why when I would see him in the wild, while we were both adults he would look like he’d seen a ghost. Now I know better.
The appropriate authorities have been informed via my local Victim Services Center. I’m not full-naming this gross ass motherfucker just in case it would mess with something they’re doing, but in the vein of not staying silent, this is another step on the path.
EllyRox 