That gratitude propelled me into three years of verbal, physical, and sexual abuse. I couldn’t believe that he wanted me-nerdy, dowdy, me. So, when in my junior year he began paying attention to me, I was more than flattered. I didn’t move in his celestial spheres I wasn’t worthy of his time or attention. But, I knew to my marrow that someone like me could never be with someone like him. Tall, dark, handsome, popular, talented, articulate, and immensely charming, I formed a crush on him almost instantly.
