Dear Christine,
I have not thought of you for many years but you are very much in my thoughts today since I learned of your memories of our encounter at a party when we were in high school. I am shocked and saddened by what you recall of me from those days.
I wish I could apologize for what I did, but I truthfully don’t remember. I remember you. I remember the house and the people who you recall were there, and I remember that there were times when I got stumbling drunk. I just don’t remember assaulting you.
I remember being uncertain about my own masculinity and feeling pressure from other males to be more sexually aggressive. I remember my adolescent feelings of sexual desire. But I don’t remember assaulting you.
I am so sorry that you have had to struggle for healing from what I am unable to remember. If there is anything I can truthfully and honestly do to help you in your healing, I am eager to support you.
