Dear Prudence,
About 15 years ago, when I was 38, I briefly dated a 23-year-old. He pursued me, and I told him from the beginning that the age difference troubled me—we had nothing in common and it made me feel ridiculous. He kept arguing that it didn’t matter, and he got his friends and his parents to lobby on his behalf. I told him I didn’t want to date anyone—I was deeply depressed, had quit my job, and had moved in with my parents to attend a therapy program. He wore me down and we dated for a few weeks before I ended it (clearly and respectfully). Recently, I got a middle-of-the-night LinkedIn message from him saying his therapist tells him the age difference made it an inappropriate, exploitative relationship. He wants me to explain myself. What should I do?
— Revisionist History