There was a person who lived next to my old house, let’s call him Amit Mathew, he was a really disgusting person.
Initially it started with us being friends and I was okay with that. He asked me to go with him to the park every day and I would because he was my friend. He held my hand everyday and I didn’t stop him because I thought that’s what friends do. After one month of this he suddenly stopped and I didn’t understand why and I went to his house, and even said I liked him (I meant it as a friend) but he behaved weird.
After few years he said he loved me but I wasn’t interested. We met once and he kept asking me to kiss him and even tried forcing no matter how many times I said no. I was going into trauma.
Few years passed and when he was on his study break he asked to meet me and when we were getting back home in the lift, he started kissing my neck and I pushed him and went into trauma. He asked me not to tell anyone and I didn’t meet him after that.
He later apologized and wanted to meet again, I said okay because he apologized and while returning home in the life he started kissing my neck and cheeks again without my consent.
After that I blocked him everywhere and that was the end of it.
rachana rajan <3 