My college queer counselor got me into his bed. We didn't have sex. But he wanted to. I can't believe that he betrayed my trust. I have lost all faith in humanity. Can you believe my life? I can't, and I'm still stuck living it, for now...
cant tell if this dude was assaulted or what?and i dont like the ''for now'' at the end...not good...dude...you need to talk to someone ....a professional
But not that counselor. Actually, sounds like you would be better off telling it to ppl on the Internets. At least with all the smart ass posers, the numbers give you odds you'd find someone helpful. I'm here as long as it stays online. If we meet in real world, well... Let's say the counselor was a weak man. Just found that this is a duplicate post. There is more response to the one on the main forum. http://www.hipforums.com/newforums/showthread.php?t=415024&f=59
Thanks Shale. I responded on the main one. Sorry that I did a duplicate. I was really upset. Nothing happened but unwanted touching (thank God). But my emotions are badly wounded, and I'm not going to recover. Anorexia was worse than ever today, and I threw up after dinner because I ran into him (literally) in the dining hall. tried cutting myself, but I didn't have anything sharp enough, as per my psychologist's suggestion, so it just hurt and I didn't draw blood. Today was definitely a low.
