I've recently watched a movie in which a teen had a relationship with a teacher and her parents intervened. This reminded me of my own past, and I started thinking about a relationship I had:

I was 18 when I started seeing one of the caretakers (he was 35) outside school. This went on for about 6 months, where we got along great even though I knew he was an alcoholic and a drug user. Then one night when we were both high and drunk we slept together... I remember not wanting it at first, but not being able to say no, but came to enjoy it.

We were a couple for a little over a year even though we had to hide our relationship from everyone... though my parents let him spent the week-ends at our house, sleeping in my room...

He was never abusive towards me, but I was still scared of him when he got in a really bad mood and became verbally abusive towards other people. I stopped seeing him the day he got mad at me because he had misunderstood what I meant.

I've never told T about this guy because I didn't think it was important, but now I wonder whether she should know and whether my parents should have stepped in at that time...

what do you think?