Readers won’t stop sending the Bad Advisor their real-ass questions to answer, so the Bad Advisor is periodically going to try her hand at answering them.
There’s no way to tell you this without sounding like a condescending asshole but please believe the Bad Advisor when she tells you that someday you will be 29, and you will think that a 29-year-old professor dating his 19-year-old former student is a whole fucking lot of things and “cool” or “awesome” or “a good idea” will not be one of those things, and you will laugh and laugh in retrospect at the foolishness of youth.
Put this dude in your spank bank and leave him there. Preserve the magic professor fantasy. You don’t want to know what this dude’s morning breath smells like. It’s fucking gross and it smells like him giving you patronizing little lectures about Proust and making excuses about how much more special your relationship will be if you never ever tell anyone about it.
If you absolutely have to bone someone a decade older than you or your world is going to fall afuckingpart, find someone whose life and work isn’t intimately intertwined with the college you attend.