Today I completed the last session of a thread/yarn spinning class. I had gotten some weird impression that the teacher was gay or something and might of liked me or something else inappropriate (not sure what) from earlier. She is in her mid 70s at least. So the first thing she did was put a paper on my leg and touch the inside of my thigh when I was using one spindle. Towards the end of the class she actually slapped me on the ass.
So of course I end up remembering being shamed for not acting like Madea when I was sexually harassed in the past and it brings up 100 traumatic memories. I can't understand why anyone would ever feel entitled to harass anyone or touch another person. And apparently she is the president of this place.
So of course I end up remembering being shamed for not acting like Madea when I was sexually harassed in the past and it brings up 100 traumatic memories. I can't understand why anyone would ever feel entitled to harass anyone or touch another person. And apparently she is the president of this place.
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