This was over a decade ago and tbh it still makes me mad.
In high school I took pre calc senior year. Only one teacher taught it and apparently every year for each class he took two students, one boy and one girl, for all intents and purposes, to pick on the entire year. He would use them as examples in problems but in weird, absolutely inappropriate ways like, "oh so and so and so and so are on a ferris wheel *wink wink* isn't that cute".
And of course he zoned in on me for some reason. Ostensibly a girl at that time, small, quiet (being actively abused with several undiagnosed mental illnesses that were immediately exacerbated).
So me and some dude, a lower classman that I didn't even know, were forcibly thrown onto a ferris wheel of heteronormative torture and locked in for a full 20 minutes.
That was on the first day, and he said that if we didn't want to be part of it, to talk to him after class. Of course I found this equal parts mortifying and disgusting and immediately went up to him after and was like, no I would not like to be a part of this leave me alone. And he was like ok. Then proceeded the rest of the year to pick on me for no good goddamn reason.
At some point I got a really, really bad sunburn on my face, like the constantly painful with deep blistering, kinda gross sunburn. Before class I turned to my friend next to me and I was like, he's gonna make fun of this isn't he, and yeah. Like immediately as soon as he walked in to the room he clocked it and made a few comments. Like a whole adult teacher making fun of a visibly physically injured student.
All of it was in what he thought was like a fun teasing way and for some godforsaken reason all of the rest of his students throughout the years loved him.
I fucking hated him like I had never hated an adult before in my life, and that list was already pretty full. On account of the abuse.
I kept telling him to stop. And he wouldn't. He was the only teacher for pre calc and I needed the class so I couldn't drop out or switch teachers.
I complained to my parents (separately, they were divorced and on not great terms), and they went on a phone call with the principal. It was so bad BOTH of my NEGLECTFUL PARENTS voluntarily met with the principle AT THE SAME TIME and were like hey what the fuck is going on. Why is an adult male teacher picking on our child. Who does that. What the fuck. Get him to stop. The principal was like, well we can tell him to stop but he's tenured so there's not much we can do. Like who knows if they even talked to him, I don't remember anything changing.
There was something horribly wrong with that town but that's another story.
Anyway, Mr [redacted], I'll see you in hell.
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