So here's my summary:
[*]Older man falls for younger girl in attempt to exploit for sex.
Probably true but perhaps he really did care for her.
[*]Younger girl with daddy issues falls for older man in attempt to exploit for career purposes.
Possibly true but it seems she really did care for him.
[*]They grow into a relationship and probably care about each other on some levels. Also, they are both narcissistic in some other ways.
Probably true because I think we are all sometimes a little bit narcissistic in some way or another. I don't see anything that points to narcissism here more than with anyone else.
[*]She feels disempowered but it's really a consequence of the initial setup of the relationship.
It may have been inevitable given his personality/way of dealing with things and her personality and way of dealing with things but this is not really possible to know from the outset, particularly for someone who is/was as young as she was at the beginning of the relationship. Also, she hung out a lot with gamers and such who are not known for their social acumen (my apologies to gamers. I don't know many but the ones I do know are lovely people in the context in which I know them and I'm really just following a stereotype here. This is not a blanket condemnation of gamers' social abilities by any means). Maybe she was flattered by an older guy's attentions. A lot of younger women are. I may have been, too, back in the day.
[*]He feels betrayed but it's also a consequence of the setup since for him it was primarily about what he could give her for sex.
First of all, if her essay is taken as factual, he was out trying to trade up early in the relationship when he was confining her to hotel rooms while he went out prowling parties for more eligible/well known potential bed partners.
[*]At the worst point in the relationship they get some bad advice on this thing called starfishing and it's terrible that he does that but contrary to her disturbed view she wasn't forced into it. It does make Hardwick out to be a way worse person than her.
Google starfishing. I did. He basically accused her of laying there like a dead thing when the situation was that she wasn't interested in having sex with him at that particular moment but he was insistent and kept reminding her that he broke up with his last relationship because she wouldn't give him sex on demand. Please note that in my research on starfishing there is zero suggestion that the man should make efforts to engage the woman in ways that would enhance her enjoyment of sex, much less do anything to enhance the mood or simply leave her alone if she's not interested at that moment without running out to find the nearest female receptacle to use for sex.
This is on some level emotional abuse. How serious of abuse it is is really not evident. But if we are to take her at her word, she had become dependent on him, he was controlling much of her behavior including what jobs she should take, who she could or could not be friends with, and whether or not she was allowed to speak in public, as well as where she was allowed to go and when she was expected to be available for him to have sex with.
This is controlling and abusive behavior. I'm sure he did not see it that way and surely thought of it as at worst, benign and certainly within his rights as an Up And Coming Famous Person. Now, you or I would have probably told him where he could go but she wasn't cut out that way and likely, part of him recognized it and was drawn to her because she seemed vulnerable to such control, even if this was unconscious on both their parts.
When I was quite young, I dated an older guy (Not as large an age gap but more than 5 years and less than 10 years older than me. Here was clue #1: He wouldn't tell me how old he was). As the relationship progressed, there were some initial, very small steps on his part to attempt to control me. He didn't like most of my friends--just the ones he knew. Especially a friend who was fairly strong and outspoken. He really didn't like her. As time went on, I spent less and less time with anyone besides him. He was free to come and go and do what he wanted with whoever he wanted but if he ever called when I was out or busy, I got the third degree, especially if it involved studying in a library in a group which had male students in it. Anyway, I would have given him a hard pass as my instincts told me the first time I saw him if I hadn't had a lot of difficult stuff going on and if I hadn't been in pretty rough shape emotionally. I was very young and yep, very dumb but fortunately, he wasn't that terrible and I can see now that he was regretting that he was treating me so badly--interspersed with treating me very, very well (and no, Derek, if you are reading this: no money was involved. We didn't have money. Just luuuuuuuuv) --so there were plenty of carrots to go along with the less pleasant attempts to control me. Attempts increased in degree of control attempted. At one point, he complained I was gaining weight. I weighed closer to 90 than 100 lbs at the time. A weight gain would have been applauded by my parents and any medical professional who saw me but I definitely had not gained weight. And I told him so--in a voice that basically said fuck the hell off that shit so he did. But with a smile on my face Anyway, despite the terrible stuff-and it wasn't good, let me tell you, there was some powerful chemistry between us and I was absolutely certain that I could see stuff that no one else saw--that he wasn't that big a jerk but was actually very vulnerable and insecure and really really decent if only someone loved him enough and I was sure I could. And he really, really could be great. He was smart and liked interesting music and science and and thought I was funny and smart and attractive and importantly, he stood up for me, too. But as time went on, the person I needed someone to stand up for me against was him. This is where I learned the hard hard lesson that if all of your friends or even just casual acquaintences think your significant other is an asshole/douche/bitch/bad person and your friends are reasonably good people who are not murderers/drug dealers/thieves/emotionally abusive monsters--maybe you should listen to them. At least step back and take a hard look at the guy and remember your first impression, your second and third impression and consider whether maybe they might have a point. Do that cost/benefit analysis and get the fuck out. Fortunately, it didn't last too long. Unfortunately, the damage done lasted longer than the actual relationship. But I did learn some very valuable lessons, the first one being: trust yourself and do not trust anyone who tries to tell you not to trust yourself. The next girl he tried to date was even younger than me. Legal--I think she had turned 19, the same age I was when we first started seeing each other. Anyway, she knew better than I did and did not fall for him but instead fell for someone even worse who had tried hard to give the other guy a run for his money re: me but I wasn't having it at all. Not if we were the last people on earth. So, we can all be dumb with some people and smart with others. Anyway, I learned a lot but not as quickly or as painlessly as I would have liked. Mostly, I decided I deserved to be treated well and chose my life accordingly afterwards. Which was smart, even if I say so myself. Everybody: You deserve to be well treated and you should treat others well, to the very best of your abilities. And get out if either of you is not holding up your end of the bargain.
[*]She sneaks around with another guy who can actually give her what she really wants with a relationship because she thinks she needs to sneak around--one factor is she is still looking for career opportunities through Chris but she also feels disempowered. She is very emotionally immature.
Lots of sneaking around on both their parts, it sounds like. Lots of emotional immaturity. For her: it was to be expected at her age. For him? Maybe not so much expected or forgiveable.
[*]They break up each thinking ill of the other but also being unhealthily attached as weird boyfriend/girlfriend.
I think they were both done. Maybe not at the exact same time but they both are now.
[*]In Hardwick's text he writes: "My position will be that we simply parted ways and I wish you the best. It is my hope that you will do the same." In other words, I won't talk about the cheating if you don't talk about how terrible the starfishing was.
1. You really need to google starfishing.
2. They both cheated/attempted to cheat, probably multiple times, at least on his part. She was mostly confined to a hotel room, it seems. What he's really saying is that I have to say something that sounds kind and generous and loving because you told everybody that I was controlling, perhaps abusive, selfish and a selfish, insensitive lover so I need to come off like a decent human being here.
For the purposes of this response, aside from my own little self reveal from the very distant past, I'm taking her at face value. Mostly because she assumes responsibility for her part in the whole thing.