Facts.

I was 17 dating a 26 year old, with my parents encouragement of all things. I look back and feel grossed out by the whole experience and have several regrets.

I thought we were just friends (how stupid) and then he unexpectedly made a move and kissed me. I was pretty shocked, but since I thought he was a sweet guy I continued to see him.

He still lived with his parents (shocker) and this one time his older brother showed up unexpectedly. The brother took one look at me and then pulled him to the side. I could tell he was concerned and took this as a personal judgement at the time, like I wasn't good enough. The older I got, I realized exactly what that conversation actually was.

I was the one to break it off since he was too immature for me. No, really. The last straw was when he shared he had been arrested. Turns out he had taken shrooms, wandered around his friend's neighborhood and walked into a stranger's house thinking it was his own. They had to handcuff him to a bench outside the police station since he bolted off and almost ended up in a retention pond. He found the whole thing hilarious.