Forget that he’s a guy, and I’ve never been interested in the same sex this way before. He’s my stalker. My rapist. Is this some sort of Stockholm Syndrome situation? Have I been developing this attachment to him simply because he’s forcing it? I wish there was a way to find out, but unfortunately I’m stuck in here and I can’t escape him. And the craziest thing is that the thought of getting away from him is no longer appealing to me. It’s unnerving.
