First, some of you may remember that girl I had a crush on a while back. She played with my feelings as if I were some toy.
We, though, were best friends. so I forgave her after a long time.
We rebuilt our friendship slowly, we had one big fight after people started spreading that I still liked her, but we worked it out. Until one day, she came to me and said:
"You're my best friend.".
I was glad we had finally gotten to the same point again. However, this time I had no intention of dating her.
By then, I was almost completely sure about my sexuality, and I told her one day, without any way of anyone else hearing. I gave her a paper, with the words "I'm bisexual" in it, told her to put it in her pocket, read it when she got home and flushed it down the toilet, or burned it. We had music class after school, and her house is right next to the music school AND the normal school, so by the time i got to music class, she revealed:
"I read the paper."
She told me about how it was alright and she was still my friend. Wait, why wouldn't she be? Would there people not be f I told them? I felt really bad.
Time went on, I found out my OTHER best friend's family was completely against homosexuals. i tried to convince him that just because his family was against it, he didn't have to be. He didn't hear me.
So TODAY, i got in school and this girl said:
"I know your secret."
She is kind of my friend, but nothing too big.I kept telling her to tell me, until she just replied she didn't know anything and was trying to see my reaction.
My girl Best friend told me she hadn't told ANYONE about that.
To make my day even better, I had a school group work to do and my team did it at school. In the library, the other boy in the team started saying how that girl who said she knew my secret masturbated, and I pretty much already knew that, she isn't innocent.
We started talking about masturbation, and he even told me what hand he did it with. I guess I had no problem talking about it with him too. the 2 girls in my group heard it though, and they were grossed out.
After it was over, I was talking to the girls. one of them got curious and asked me about masturbation and how guys did it. The other girl had just told her how women did it and she seemed curious on how men did it. I didn't tell her, I just said she'd be better off learning it at the right time.
After that, both of them turned to me and said, "We just have one more question." i wondered what it'd be. i told them "sure", and they asked me, finally...
"are you bi?"
I hope my expression didn't reveal it. I asked who told them that, and they hesitated at first, but then told me that many people in the class we're saying that, and they told me one of the people who said it was a boy in my class, trouble-maker, slight bully, slightly popular, and definitely a troublemaker, Tiago. I knew it wasn't just madeup by someoe, or else it'd be "Felipe's gay!" instead of "Felipe's Bisexual!". I guess bisexual just means the same thing these days for them. After that I asked my mom to pick me up, and BOOM. here I am.
I feel like a big crap now. She had to ruin my feelings once, and now she's spreading the feeling and troubles I most question about myself and the things that make me... me.
I feel like tomorrow I should just go up to her and do something.
Also, I've been changing too much. I just realized it. I'm becoming too distracted with my own fun and myself than my studies and my politeness. Why am I changing so much? I feel awfully bad today.
Okay, so let me explain lot of stuff.
First, some of you may remember that girl I had a crush on a while back. She played with my feelings as if I were some toy.
We, though, were best friends. so I forgave her after a long time.
We rebuilt our friendship slowly, we had one big fight after people started spreading that I still liked her, but we worked it out. Until one day, she came to me and said:
"You're my best friend.".
I was glad we had finally gotten to the same point again. However, this time I had no intention of dating her.
By then, I was almost completely sure about my sexuality, and I told her one day, without any way of anyone else hearing. I gave her a paper, with the words "I'm bisexual" in it, told her to put it in her pocket, read it when she got home and flushed it down the toilet, or burned it. We had music class after school, and her house is right next to the music school AND the normal school, so by the time i got to music class, she revealed:
"I read the paper."
She told me about how it was alright and she was still my friend. Wait, why wouldn't she be? Would there people not be f I told them? I felt really bad.
Time went on, I found out my OTHER best friend's family was completely against homosexuals. i tried to convince him that just because his family was against it, he didn't have to be. He didn't hear me.
So TODAY, i got in school and this girl said:
"I know your secret."
She is kind of my friend, but nothing too big.I kept telling her to tell me, until she just replied she didn't know anything and was trying to see my reaction.
My girl Best friend told me she hadn't told ANYONE about that.
To make my day even better, I had a school group work to do and my team did it at school. In the library, the other boy in the team started saying how that girl who said she knew my secret masturbated, and I pretty much already knew that, she isn't innocent.
We started talking about masturbation, and he even told me what hand he did it with. I guess I had no problem talking about it with him too. the 2 girls in my group heard it though, and they were grossed out.
After it was over, I was talking to the girls. one of them got curious and asked me about masturbation and how guys did it. The other girl had just told her how women did it and she seemed curious on how men did it. I didn't tell her, I just said she'd be better off learning it at the right time.
After that, both of them turned to me and said, "We just have one more question." i wondered what it'd be. i told them "sure", and they asked me, finally...
"are you bi?"
I hope my expression didn't reveal it. I asked who told them that, and they hesitated at first, but then told me that many people in the class we're saying that, and they told me one of the people who said it was a boy in my class, trouble-maker, slight bully, slightly popular, and definitely a troublemaker, Tiago. I knew it wasn't just madeup by someoe, or else it'd be "Felipe's gay!" instead of "Felipe's Bisexual!". I guess bisexual just means the same thing these days for them. After that I asked my mom to pick me up, and BOOM. here I am.
I feel like a big crap now. She had to ruin my feelings once, and now she's spreading the feeling and troubles I most question about myself and the things that make me... me.
I feel like tomorrow I should just go up to her and do something.
Also, I've been changing too much. I just realized it. I'm becoming too distracted with my own fun and myself than my studies and my politeness. Why am I changing so much? I feel awfully bad today.