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I’ve been casually dating for maybe a little over a month now. Last night I met up for drinks with a guy that I semi-hooked up with 18 months ago.

We went and were talking and flirting for a bit, I knew he was just in town for the week, he asked me pretty bluntly what I was up for, if I wanted to go back to my place, et cetera. I told him I wasn’t interested in anything sexual that night, but I’d welcome the company if he wanted to come watch tv at my apartment. We have known each other casually for a long time so it didn’t seem out of left field for me to suggest that.

Anyway. We got to my apartment, I put the tv on, we kissed for a little bit but I wasn’t feeling into it at all, then I felt sleepy and closed my eyes for a minute. I wanted to go to bed, so I told him that I needed to cut the evening short. And then he put his hand up my shirt and grabbed my breast because I had “changed the game” on him after getting him all revved up.


I removed his hand and told him he needed to go home after that. I think I was essentially in shock. It was just so blatant and gross, even in the moment I was too stunned to really say anything more. Like, I have had shit like this happen to me so many times, but the difference was that I truly thought it was my fault in the past, now I know for sure that it isn’t, and it just makes me angrier.

I don’t know what I want to do, but I needed to get this out.

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