“My past... it’s fucked up, Faye. You know it’s why I am the way I am, but it’s worse than you can ever imagine. A teacher at my school became obsessed with me. He was nice at first, but I didn’t know, and eventually, I realised I had a stalker, but I didn’t know who. They sent flowers, pictures, and creepy texts. They called in the middle of the night. They got more and more threatening and increasingly angry at my boyfriend and friends, saying they were cheating on me and spreading lies. I know now it was to get me alone, to make me turn to him. It didn’t work, and it got fucked up.”
