A letter to the person complicit in my 6 months of sexual harassment.

Scott,

You are one of the worst people I’ve ever known. Since my father was an abusive pedophile, that bar is low. I feel bad for your children — this world is no place to have special needs while being raised by a morally bankrupt coward.

You disgust me, and even though I’m so damaged I still can’t stand to be in a room alone with men, I’ll take that ‘quirk’ over ever having to be in a space with you again, which means I will carry two questions with me:

How many women’s careers have you ruined for the sake of your comfort, or more precisely — the avoidance of your discomfort? I’d say I won’t worry about it, because you’re Diane’s problem, or Ed’s problem, or Hadley’s problem … but really, you’re a problem of the state of Pennsylvania because their tax dollars pay your overblown salary.

AND

Do you allow all this harassment of the women who work for you because their descriptions of their harassment and humiliation get your dick hard?

I don’t forgive you. I don’t care if I ever do.