My professor singled me out, because I was special, obviously. He would talk to me for hours. It wasn’t until later that I realized it was because I was the only one stupid enough to listen to him going on and on about himself. His anger started when I began having my own scientific ideas that were not a reflection of his. It got worse when I wanted to participate in a project that he was not involved in, which I gave up, to prove to him how much I loved him. The abuse started when I wanted to go to a grad school that he did not go to.