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I’m 15 and I want to go to PureGym. Is it okay for me to lie and say I’m 16? I would look for an alternative gym but I want to do classes and all gyms require you to be 16 to do classes anyway. I’m mature for my age. Most people are surprised when I tell them my age and say that they thought I was ‘17’ and I’ve even had in my ‘early 20s’ a couple of times. I’ll be going with two friends (who look their age) and will not be messing around. Could we get ID-ed and kicked out? Could lying about my age get me into any legal issues? If you were an adult would you dislike a 15 year old in your gym? Have you ever lied about your age at a gym?

Hi guys need some advice,

About 3 years ago I had a texting fling with a guy (I was 16 he was 19) stupid thing was I lied about my age as I never thought it would go anywhere, we ended up sleeping together once, no romantic feelings and we haven't talked since. Now his brother has started chatting to me (he has no idea who I am) and he's so so lovely! I feel awful and know I have to tell him asap , luckily we've only been chatting for a few days but I kinda like him. Sooner rather than later is obviously best but I'm just wondering how he'll take it, I'm expecting not very well, especially since I told his brother I was 18 at the time which was completely unacceptable but I was so young and immature.

Thanks guys x

I have been thinking about this question for a while now. I was with him in class from the age of 10 until 15. I am now 18 years old and I still feel anger when I think about him. And I would really like to get rid of it. In order to understand my point of view I would like to explain what had happened.

I know that I do not have the right to complain. There are people out there who had to go through more serious stuff and it is crazy that I still think about it. This is also why I want a closure. First of all I am mixed with dark skin and curly hair. I grew up in Europe in a small town, where I obviously did not fit in. I didn't really notice that until he transferred...

The first thing that he did was call me names. The one that he used the most was the N-Word in our language. In our language it only has one meaning and he was fully aware of what it meant. I still have problems when people around me say it and in my head I see the image of him laughing and pointing at me. Then my heart starts to beat faster and I start to sweat. He also mad fun of my hair which is why never wore my hair open no matter how much it hurt. He also made fun of other parts of my budy but I will not further comment those, beacuse the other things didn't happen on a weekly base. When we went away on a excursion he and his friend used to flip a bottle and when it landed on me they would make noises and disgusted faces. There were of course more instances but i think those are enough.

I really hated him. I still do but there is one more thing that you need to know. Something that makes me hate myself even more than him: I kind of loved him. I had all the symptoms but i still denied it and lied to myself. I did everything to avoid him but since we were so diffrent our teachers always thought that it would be great if we worked in the same groupe. That was pure torture.

I think he still lives in my city. I have his number and if I were to text him id say that his actions had hurt me deeply...