Crushes.
If you've ever looked at my account you know I posted a lot about this one guy who I couldn't figure out. Well, a couple months ago, he found out, and decided to text me to tell me that he didn't like me back.
It hurt.
For a second at least. See, I've been in this dreamlike state when it came to him; I basically treated it like we were dating, even though I knew we weren't. So I sat on the couch, dumbfounded, for about 2 seconds before I realized this was exactly what I needed.
I believed that I needed this one person to make me happy for years. When I met my best friend, that need went down a bit, but it was still there. But here, being rejected, and noticing that I, in fact, was still as happy without him as I was with him, I realized I didn't need him. And ever since then I've gotten happier. Little did I know that happiness I was experiencing often came with a lot of tears and frustration that I blamed on school, or my siblings, or friends. I didn't understand that he was the problem.
My parents were a bit freaked out at first, from how happy I was. They don't know about him, or the texting or anything. But they're happy I'm happy.
I still keep in touch with him. We decided to restart, as just friends, and he's a great guy.
I've moved on, and I want everyone out on this community to know that it's okay. If they didn't choose you, it's honestly their loss.
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