I’ve back tracked on that. It’s only ever come up one time, maybe a year later, and I basically said it was nothing and I made a big deal out of nothing.

Thank you for sharing. Hugs for you. I don’t think I’ll ever be able to say the words out loud either. It’s too painful. I try to not even think about it as much as I can; I go into a shame and anxiety spiral about it, where I just can’t get it out of my head. Maybe I’m hoping I’ll remember something, anything, about…

Sorry, I wasn’t clear. Yes, they are married, but I’m sure it wasn’t her husband. I just told a lie that he hit on me, just to say something. He never did. I don’t know who my attacker is, which is the worst of it.

Creating a burner to tell this story that I have never said out loud or even typed.