Forty years later, do sexual attackers even remember my name?
Gail Spector

I would like to believe that some do remember, many who assaulted me are dead and though I’d like to believe my dating behavior in High School was within the norm I carry a sense of guilt and fear that what transpired was not consensual (though I believed it was at the time) and perhaps damaging.

So the one man who attacked me in an out of the way place in the middle of the night who clearly enjoyed the experience never knew me and I don’t know him and though I carry the memory with me there’s no way he knows or thinks about what he did — unless it is with anonymous pleasure.

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