This one is confusing (Possible triggers)
I've been thinking where in the hell do I put THIS one?
Today for the first time since this incident, I told one of my closest friends here about this, because of how it is affecting something I have to do in a few weeks. As a result, I've had to disclose it to a second person.
All afternoon this has bugged the crap out of me and if it's bugging me that bad, guess I need to talk about it, eh?
10 years ago, I was working for a company that I thought was my dream job, where I had started at the bottom, and whitin 3 months was on the Board of Directors as the Director of IT and floor operations. I had 28 people reporting to me. The boss and I got along quite well, as I did with his wife.
I won't go into detail about what happened to the company, but we were forced to move it out of state where I was to run it.
My boss and I had a loaded Uhaul truck and headed from Tucson to Albuquerqe to set up shop. When we got there it was night so we had some dinner and a few beers and checked into a motel in a shared room.
I woke up in the middle of the night with someone's hands on me. I wasn't even really awake. I just struck out with my legs and I guess I knocked him to the ground. And then I was on top of him just beating the crap out of him. I don't know how long that went on till I realized where we were and who had been touching me. It was my straight boss.
Course the cops were called and I told them what happened but just generally and told them it was probably just the beer. Of course it wasn't.
My boss never said a word about it, nor did I. I guess I was too ashamed that he thought I would want that. So I have kept it to myself all these years, thinking I must have somehow encouraged him because I am gay.
I don't even know what to term what happened that night, but it has had a profound effect on me which at this time I don't wish to go into.
Was this attempted rape? Was this just him wanting to fool around? I mean, he's straight (although he spent 10 years in prison so who knows). I knew his wife. I played with his kids. This confuses the hell out of me and now I can't bury it again.
Marc
Today for the first time since this incident, I told one of my closest friends here about this, because of how it is affecting something I have to do in a few weeks. As a result, I've had to disclose it to a second person.
All afternoon this has bugged the crap out of me and if it's bugging me that bad, guess I need to talk about it, eh?
10 years ago, I was working for a company that I thought was my dream job, where I had started at the bottom, and whitin 3 months was on the Board of Directors as the Director of IT and floor operations. I had 28 people reporting to me. The boss and I got along quite well, as I did with his wife.
I won't go into detail about what happened to the company, but we were forced to move it out of state where I was to run it.
My boss and I had a loaded Uhaul truck and headed from Tucson to Albuquerqe to set up shop. When we got there it was night so we had some dinner and a few beers and checked into a motel in a shared room.
I woke up in the middle of the night with someone's hands on me. I wasn't even really awake. I just struck out with my legs and I guess I knocked him to the ground. And then I was on top of him just beating the crap out of him. I don't know how long that went on till I realized where we were and who had been touching me. It was my straight boss.
Course the cops were called and I told them what happened but just generally and told them it was probably just the beer. Of course it wasn't.
My boss never said a word about it, nor did I. I guess I was too ashamed that he thought I would want that. So I have kept it to myself all these years, thinking I must have somehow encouraged him because I am gay.
I don't even know what to term what happened that night, but it has had a profound effect on me which at this time I don't wish to go into.
Was this attempted rape? Was this just him wanting to fool around? I mean, he's straight (although he spent 10 years in prison so who knows). I knew his wife. I played with his kids. This confuses the hell out of me and now I can't bury it again.
Marc