A Momentary Slip

Anonymous Dizzy Moth #848 · General Confessions

Last night, I found myself in a rare and unexpected situation with one of my mature adult students. She's someone I've known for years but never seen this way. We were alone at an academic conference, discussing some intense personal topics over drinks. Before I knew it, there was a rush between us that felt so powerful, yet utterly inappropriate. It ended as quickly as it began with a hushed goodbye and the realization of our crossed boundaries. This isn't me, but sometimes even long-held principles can be pushed to their limits.