November 9, 2011

the pleasure was all mine

dear anyone who understands diary,

i know what sexual harassment is. i know what it means to be harassed and i know what it means to harass. waiving my confidentiality in this matter, i never spoke out because i thought i could handle the issue on my own. this exceeded all forms of common sense. i would have agreed to commit myself into a mental facility, or hospital, or even jail for further evaluation if it could have been determined the level of sexual harassment i'd endured over the period of time i'm alleging. i couldn't shake my sexual harassment and on some days i liked it. that's what was the hardest to accept for me, those occasional feelings of pleasure being sexually harassed gave me. i'll tell you what though, nothing and i mean NOTHING felt more satisfying than when i got to be the sexual harasser.