When I say minor, I mean a kiss that lasted several seconds. I hadn't told anybody about it for almost 24 years until this week, when the Lakey case was being discussed. Since I've told somebody else, it's like a blockage in my brain has been cleared, and my mind has been able to process it finally.
As soon as it happened, I could barely dare to think about it. Was I exaggerating it in my own mind? She'd kissed me on the cheek before, and I'm sure she knew that I'd had a crush on her for several years. All this time, from then until a few days ago, I've felt like just thinking about it in any depth was overstepping a boundary, not least because I felt that if I had misinterpreted this kiss, then somehow I'd violated her by letting my mind go somewhere it shouldn't.
I'll just briefly outline the circumstances. It happened in my bedroom. I'd decided to quit school, she was trying to change my mind, and we were completely alone in the building. When she realised my mind was made up, she went to snog me. I was overwhelmed. I just got up and walked out, and I never saw her again. Since then I've always wondered what would have happened if I'd reciprocated, but I've sort of blocked myself from daring to believe it really happened the way it did.
I'm sure now that I didn't misinterpret it. In a way, that makes me feel desperately guilty, because for the first time in 24 years, my thoughts about the incident now extend to her feelings following it. How did she feel when I got up, turned my back on her, and walked away at that moment? Does she beat herself up for overstepping a mark? When she hears news stories such as the Lakey case, does she feel a bit of fear that I might jump on a similar bandwagon?
This woman never had a manipulative or abusive bone in her body. I was over the age of consent, considered (erroneously) to be very mature for my age, and I'd just told her that I was no longer her pupil. Still, that moment that lasted a few seconds has been an unresolved weight in the back of my head for a long time. There was no way I was mature enough to deal with sexual contact from an older authority figure back then, as I proved by responding the way I did.
The reason I'm posting this on this board, is both to vent and to give food for thought. If somebody like me can go for 24 years without mentally dealing with such a minor thing as this, concerning a very loving and tender adult, what the Hell do younger and more vulnerable youngsters do when they encounter someone like Lakey, or worse?