Overnight, I went from being a completely private figure to a publicly humiliated one. I was Patient Zero.

I lost my public self, or had it stolen. In a way, it was a form of identity theft.

My creativity comes from an unhoned place, if 'unhoned' is a word.

But, clearly to me, what I've come to see is that that happened because I didn't have enough feelings of self-worth. So that I didn't feel that ... I was worthy of being number one to a man.

I mean, I felt terrible. And in the beginning, I mean, I was completely devastated. I mean, can you imagine the kind of guilt that you would feel, and the responsibility?

Sure, my boss took advantage of me, but I will always remain firm on this point: it was a consensual relationship. Any 'abuse' came in the aftermath, when I was made a scapegoat in order to protect his powerful position.

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