Morgan Spurlock Admits Sexual Abuse Past Before He’s Called Out On It

Morgan Spurlock is going on the offensive. Instead of waiting for multiple women to accuse him of sexual harassment, he’s just gone ahead and admitted it.

For those that don’t know Morgan Spurlock. He’s the guy who made Super Size Me and other documentaries that you probably didn’t watch.

Spurlock admitted his guilt in a tweet that went way over his character limit.

As I sit around watching hero after hero, man after man, fall at the realization of their past indiscretions, I don’t sit by and wonder “who will be next?” I wonder, “when will they come for me?”

Right off the bat, he’s admitting that he would not have come forward if he didn’t think his name would pop up soon. So, yeah. Maybe he’s sorry. But he’s also doing this to cover his own ass and look like a hero. We’re off to a good start.

When I was in college, a girl who I hooked up with on a one night stand accused me of rape. Not outright. There were no charges or investigations, but she wrote about the instance in a short story writing class and called me by name. A female friend who was in the class told me about it afterwards.

I was floored.

“That’s not what happened!” I told her. This wasn’t how I remembered it at all. In my mind, we’d been drinking all night and went back to my room. We began fooling around, she pushed me off, then we laid in the bed and talked and laughed some more, and then began fooling around again. We took off our clothes. She said she didn’t want to have sex, so we laid together, and talked, and kissed, and laughed, and then we started having sex.

“Light Bright,” she said.

“What?”

“Light bright. That kids toy, that’s all I can see and think about,” she said … and then she started to cry. I didn’t know what to do. We stopped having sex and I rolled beside her. I tried to comfort her. To make her feel better. I thought I was doing ok, I believed she was feeling better. She believed she was raped.

Wait. This girl wrote a short story about that night, even naming Spurlock, but didn’t bother to go to the police? I’m not going to speculate on whether Spurlock raped her because that’s his account of the story. I just want to know why this girl thought shaming him to her short story class would be more effective than going to the police.

I would call my female assistant “hot pants” or “sex pants” when I was yelling to her from the other side of the office. Something I thought was funny at the time, but then realized I had completely demeaned and belittled her to a place of non-existence.

So, when she decided to quit, she came to me and said if I didn’t pay her a settlement, she would tell everyone. Being who I was, it was the last thing I wanted, so of course, I paid. I paid for peace of mind. I paid for her silence and cooperation. Most of all, I paid so I could remain who I was.

He should have paid her for failing to come up with better sexual nicknames.

And then there’s the infidelity. I have been unfaithful to every wife and girlfriend I have ever had. Over the years, I would look each of them in the eye and proclaim my love and then have sex with other people behind their backs.

I hurt them. And I hate it. But it didn’t make me stop. The worst part is, I’m someone who consistently hurts those closest to me. From my wife, to my friends, to my family, to my partners & co-workers. I have helped create a world of disrespect through my own actions.

“My name is Morgan Spurlock and I sleep with a lot of women.”

But why? What caused me to act this way? Is it all ego? Or was it the sexual abuse I suffered as a boy and as a young man in my teens? Abuse that I only ever told to my first wife, for fear of being seen as weak or less than a man?

Is it because my father left my mother when I was child? Or that she believed he never respected her, so that disrespect carried over into their son?

Or is it because I’ve consistently been drinking since the age of 13? I haven’t been sober for more than a week in 30 years, something our society doesn’t shun or condemn but which only served to fill the emotional hole inside me and the daily depression I coped with. Depression we can’t talk about, because its wrong and makes you less of a person.

“Rich guy thinks that being abused growing up means he’s allowed to be abusive as a grown up.”

The only individual I have control over is me. So starting today, I’m going to be more honest with you and myself. I’m going to lay it all out in the open. Maybe that will be a start. Who knows. But I do know I’ve talked enough in my life … I’m finally ready to listen

I’d give him credit for recognizing he’s part of the problem and admitting it, but this is all self-serving bullshit.

Supersize my vomit bag.