I want to cry, I don't even know if know if I should have said anything

Hi, so I (14) made a post almost a year ago talking about this one 1 million-year-old substitute who is very well know at my middle school touching me in borderline creepy ways.

Summary: he'd put his hand one my shoulder(s) constantly, sometimes just walk negro my desk, not say anything, and keep it there for a minute. Maybe I'm crazy or paranoide, but I really think one of those many times he picked at my bra strap. That was for the two weeks one teacher was one vacación, but another was when the PE teacher had a medical thing. While my partner for a practice was away grabbing a ball, he came up to me, said hey, and warap his arm around to rest his hand on my side for almost ten seconds. I just stood there frozen until he walked off. After class, he winked at me once I got out of the girls' locker room. I only told my close friend about the incident. They also had weirdly feelings about him, especially how hed pay extra close attention to them when they work skirts.

Anyways, I've kept a low progile in his clases if he substitues and my distance this school year, but apparently one of my friends told the counselor about his creppiness that a good los of the girls felt, including me. I was calles in, talked privately to the counselor about last year, and made SURE to repeatedly say that I may have just been exaggerating it in my head (due to past SAs) and didn't want him falsely accused of anything. She understood and said she'd look into it with my name not being mentioned.

That was a couple weeks ago. I found out today that he had been fired by a kid in my science class that seemed mad at me for it because he and a lot of students thought the substitute was funny. I apologized repeatedly, saying I never wanted anyone hurt and that I only answered the questions I was asked with full honesty. Now, I'm mad at myself for telling the truth because I still don't know of there was any sort of bad intention, I didn't know he'd be fired, and I'm scared people will hate me for it. (Help please, a little bit of me wants to end it.)