I didn’t realise I was being sexually harassed because my abuser was a woman

Every single day, Karen*, a female senior colleague, would inappropriately touch me.

She would stroke my hair, run her fingers up and down my back, pretend she was massaging my shoulders or touch my face in full view of everyone in the office.

In fact, it was a running joke with my workmates. They would warn me she was on her way to my desk and then mercilessly…