A few days ago, I shared @edwardspoonhands’ Facebook message he called “20 Something Guys who Date High Schoolers Are Not Cool.” It is a great message, reminding young people that you do not have to seek approval from older people just because they are older. He makes a great point, the adult men who seek relationships with high school girls are looking for relationships where they have complete control.
I was really grateful to Hank for posting it, and I shared it hoping my friends would appreciate it as well. I wrote that it was something I needed to hear when I was young.
But the first comment I received was this:
“When I was 16 I dated a 24 year old. He never pressured me or tried to control me. I dumped him because he was too nice (and no, we never had sex.)
That is not the side of the narrative that needs exposure. The ‘oh, there’s no harm in it’ argument is already pervasive in the media and the conversation about these relationships.
The important, mostly unheard stories are the ones told in Hank’s post, @sarahdessen’s Seventeen article, or even songs like Fifteen by @taylorswift and Hands Clean by Alanis Morissette. Those are the stories I wish I had heard at fifteen.
From about thirteen or fourteen, I craved attention from older men. I needed to feel wanted, because I wasn’t getting the validation I needed from my peers. If you add to that the fact that the internet was still relatively new in households, and the lack of parental supervision… I got myself into some trouble. I had multiple and varied interactions with adult men while I was in high school, and none of them were healthy.
Her supposedly healthy relationship with a 24 year old man at 16 is not the story I needed to hear when I was desperately craving the approval of a man who I had met through a Harry Potter RPG. It was not what I needed to hear when he demanded my address, asked me to lie to my parents and spend my birthday weekend with him. It was not what I needed to hear when he skyped me naked from his shower or his bedroom, without my consent. And it is not what I needed to hear when he was blaming me for the unhappiness in his life, and claiming I had ‘driven him away’ from the website where we met.
That ‘relationship’ still affects me to this day. It took me six years to truly understand what he had done, the laws he had broken. And it took me six years to speak up to the people running that site, but what happened to me wasn’t healthy. It wasn’t love, it was a power play.
The approval of adults who are sexually attracted to minors is worth nothing. You do not have to respect or admire someone just because they are older than you. Wisdom and worthiness are not guaranteed side effects of age.
It took me a long time to decide what to do about the Facebook comment, but in the end I decided to delete it. My Facebook page is mine, it is available only to those whom I choose, and I get to choose what message my Facebook promotes.
And my message for young girls, young people is to learn from my mistakes.
The only approval you need is your own.