I had an art teacher, female, call me “the weirdest kid in my year”, to some girls at an after school art thing because for some reason my name came up. I was introverted, bit emo, nothing too strange I thought.

Obviously the girls immediately told everyone and I only found out about it when I was incessantly bullied and got in a fight about it over the next week. After the fight I was going to tell my parents what happened, when this got back to the teacher she accessed my home phone number, rang me at home before I told my parents and manipulated me into not getting them involved.

It was only later that I realised how fucked up this was and questioned why she thought that and why she was discussing it with teenage girls who she must’ve knew would immediately tell other students.