I'm confused about myself
Posted: Sun Jul 23, 2017 10:53 pm
Um, hi. I am new and unsure if I should even write this but I still will. Well, here goes. I will be honest and say that I am confused about myself and who I like. I mean, I know I like boys, that's definitely a fact. But then girls? Okay so I'm convincing myself that I only like boys but I keep having this feeling in the back of my mind that that might not just be the case. I'm gonna tell you something that I refused to think about. Back in the 7th grade, I liked this girl who I'll say is Fate. Fate was my friend in the 6th grade and she was really fun to be around. Then, completely unexpectedly out of completely nowhere, in 7th grade, I started liking her. It happened in October and it was so random. I was just in my room and then her face popped in my mind and I started blushing. Then my mind was like, 'You like her, you like her' and I fought back those thoughts. I even played some games to see if it was true. I would take a sock and if I got it in my basket, I liked her, if not, I didn't. Despite the fact that I never got it in, I still kept playing.
Eventually, I told myself, fine I like her. When I saw her the next day and was completely red in the face and my heart was fluttering. A long while later I couldn't take holding it in anymore and I blurted out that I liked someone. Then she got super curious and wanted very much to know who it was. I should also mention that I only got to see her on the bus. Well she wanted to talk outside since we lived near each other, and she kept asking and begging me to tell her who it was and I liked how persistent she was. Eventually, I did tell her, she was surprised a bit at first but she was cool with it. But for some reason, I wanted more than for her to be just cool with it. I should mention also that she told me she was bi which is why I considered telling her in the first place. So I wanted more but I didn't know what I wanted. Then I eventually started loving her, I still think it was infatuation, it was bad. Especially since she became more depressed over the months and it worried me. She wouldn't even talk to me that much anymore. The year ended badly, the whole year itself was terrible for me though. I should say I cried a lot because of how much I thought I loved her. Every time she wasn't in school I would cry the whole day, it was insane. Then I had to move that summer and I was completely depressed and crying the whole time. I didn't get over her until the first half of 8th grade. But when I did I was onto liking boys. Lots of them. And I never loved another girl again. I think it was because I was sure liking girls was a one-time thing for me which is why I still called myself straight.
Until 10th grade came and during that year, I began thinking about it again. I was watching a lot of LGBT films and taking the quizzes but I just told myself it was because it was interesting to watch. And the quizzes were just for fun. Then the next girl came named for here, unfate. I began to have a thing for her, my biggest mistake ever! I mean like EVER! I'm not sure why I started liking unfate. Maybe because I found out she was a lesbian. I knew her way back in 5th grade and she came to the school I was in. At first, I thought she didn't like me, then we became friends then I started liking her. I didn't admit it at all to myself but I just let it happen. Eventually, I started writing poems about it but I still didn't admit it to myself. Not out loud anyway. Then the worst day of my life came and I messaged her on Facebook. She told me she didn't have Messenger anymore so I took that as an opportunity to express my feelings without actually telling her even though it was on her chat. I messaged everything I felt inside, even saying I love her and I want to make her happy. Then she actually saw it and I freaked and erased the whole thing. But it was too late. She'd already seen it. I was screwed. She messaged back being awful nice saying it was sweet but she has a girlfriend and she only thinks of me as her friend. I quickly told her that it was fake and I was just practicing my confession skills.
After that day, everything had changed. She no longer talked to me like she used to until she no longer talked to me at all. This put me in a state of paranoia and I became so stressed worrying that it was all my fault and how I could fix it. There was nothing I could do. I was so stressed. So stressed that one day when I was blaming myself, I had a piece of paper towel in my hand. I knew what would happen if I rubbed it on my face so I decided that I'd punish myself by rubbing it the paper towel on my face fast and vigorously. It made a huge scar and people were worried but I was still paranoid. I tried to talk to her on facebook but she would no longer answer me. I was way too scared to talk to her in real life. That was a terrible year for me. I asked her on fb why we didn't talk anymore and she said she can't give me all her attention. I knew at that point that everything was over between us. Though she kept saying we were, I knew we were no longer friends. I couldn't live with that for a while seeing as how I believed it was all my fault. So that was another girl crush gone horribly wrong.
After those two experiences, I really don't want to like girls anymore. I mean, I know it won't happen again, I'm very positive of that, but I just don't want to go through all of that again. It is too much stress for me. Also, I really don't think that I could be any of those things because first, I would NEVER tell my family members for a bazillion reasons, and second, I just don't believe any girl would ever like me. I am so not pretty or even decent looking in any way. I hate myself and the way I look, I can't look in the mirror, and people, including my family members, agree. I'm not a datable girl. I've never had a boyfriend in my life. And those two girls I like didn't find me appealing either. Even the single one. Whatever. I just don't think anyone would want to date me. Especially not girls.
Anyways, confused is what I am about myself. I say I won't like another girl but then it happens. But that was like 3 years later after liking a buttload of boys. Does it sound like I'm something? I hope not. That's scary to me. But I'm gonna be completely honest with you, it also sounds kind of exciting. I'm sure that doesn't mean anything, though. Thanks for listening
Eventually, I told myself, fine I like her. When I saw her the next day and was completely red in the face and my heart was fluttering. A long while later I couldn't take holding it in anymore and I blurted out that I liked someone. Then she got super curious and wanted very much to know who it was. I should also mention that I only got to see her on the bus. Well she wanted to talk outside since we lived near each other, and she kept asking and begging me to tell her who it was and I liked how persistent she was. Eventually, I did tell her, she was surprised a bit at first but she was cool with it. But for some reason, I wanted more than for her to be just cool with it. I should mention also that she told me she was bi which is why I considered telling her in the first place. So I wanted more but I didn't know what I wanted. Then I eventually started loving her, I still think it was infatuation, it was bad. Especially since she became more depressed over the months and it worried me. She wouldn't even talk to me that much anymore. The year ended badly, the whole year itself was terrible for me though. I should say I cried a lot because of how much I thought I loved her. Every time she wasn't in school I would cry the whole day, it was insane. Then I had to move that summer and I was completely depressed and crying the whole time. I didn't get over her until the first half of 8th grade. But when I did I was onto liking boys. Lots of them. And I never loved another girl again. I think it was because I was sure liking girls was a one-time thing for me which is why I still called myself straight.
Until 10th grade came and during that year, I began thinking about it again. I was watching a lot of LGBT films and taking the quizzes but I just told myself it was because it was interesting to watch. And the quizzes were just for fun. Then the next girl came named for here, unfate. I began to have a thing for her, my biggest mistake ever! I mean like EVER! I'm not sure why I started liking unfate. Maybe because I found out she was a lesbian. I knew her way back in 5th grade and she came to the school I was in. At first, I thought she didn't like me, then we became friends then I started liking her. I didn't admit it at all to myself but I just let it happen. Eventually, I started writing poems about it but I still didn't admit it to myself. Not out loud anyway. Then the worst day of my life came and I messaged her on Facebook. She told me she didn't have Messenger anymore so I took that as an opportunity to express my feelings without actually telling her even though it was on her chat. I messaged everything I felt inside, even saying I love her and I want to make her happy. Then she actually saw it and I freaked and erased the whole thing. But it was too late. She'd already seen it. I was screwed. She messaged back being awful nice saying it was sweet but she has a girlfriend and she only thinks of me as her friend. I quickly told her that it was fake and I was just practicing my confession skills.
After that day, everything had changed. She no longer talked to me like she used to until she no longer talked to me at all. This put me in a state of paranoia and I became so stressed worrying that it was all my fault and how I could fix it. There was nothing I could do. I was so stressed. So stressed that one day when I was blaming myself, I had a piece of paper towel in my hand. I knew what would happen if I rubbed it on my face so I decided that I'd punish myself by rubbing it the paper towel on my face fast and vigorously. It made a huge scar and people were worried but I was still paranoid. I tried to talk to her on facebook but she would no longer answer me. I was way too scared to talk to her in real life. That was a terrible year for me. I asked her on fb why we didn't talk anymore and she said she can't give me all her attention. I knew at that point that everything was over between us. Though she kept saying we were, I knew we were no longer friends. I couldn't live with that for a while seeing as how I believed it was all my fault. So that was another girl crush gone horribly wrong.
After those two experiences, I really don't want to like girls anymore. I mean, I know it won't happen again, I'm very positive of that, but I just don't want to go through all of that again. It is too much stress for me. Also, I really don't think that I could be any of those things because first, I would NEVER tell my family members for a bazillion reasons, and second, I just don't believe any girl would ever like me. I am so not pretty or even decent looking in any way. I hate myself and the way I look, I can't look in the mirror, and people, including my family members, agree. I'm not a datable girl. I've never had a boyfriend in my life. And those two girls I like didn't find me appealing either. Even the single one. Whatever. I just don't think anyone would want to date me. Especially not girls.
Anyways, confused is what I am about myself. I say I won't like another girl but then it happens. But that was like 3 years later after liking a buttload of boys. Does it sound like I'm something? I hope not. That's scary to me. But I'm gonna be completely honest with you, it also sounds kind of exciting. I'm sure that doesn't mean anything, though. Thanks for listening