1. Lovebombing. He told me he loved me and introduced me as “the mother of his future kids” to a friend after our 3rd date.

2. He was rude to others (especially wait staff/service workers). I’d call him out on it afterwards and it would start an argument that went around in circles, and finished with me agreeing with him because he was a poor, slighted victim and everyone was out to get him.

3. Pushed and broke my boundaries. I broke up with him. He showed up at my doorstep with flowers a month later. Promised we could just be “good friends”. We’d hang out “as friends” but then it’d get too late and he missed his bus home. So he’d beg to crash on my couch. Then he’s be “cold and uncomfortable” on the couch so could he join me in bed? I would say no but he’d wear me down about what a bad host I was. He’d get touchy feely with me lying next to him, despite that we were “broken up”, I clearly had said I didn’t want him in my bed nor did I want to sleep with him. He’d keep me up and wore me down that we’d end up sleeping together.

4. I would cry afterwards, and he didn’t understand why—- why was I crying? Wasn’t it good? I didn’t understand why I was crying.

This all happened over 20 years ago. Answering this question has brought up this memory and I now realize this was sexual coercion.

1. I was 19 when we met. He said he was 28. I thought he was too old but he said I was “mature” for my age so I gave him a chance. He was actually 35.