r/LGBTeens • u/Big-Pause4380 • 21h ago
Crushes [Crushes] Rant about the girl I may or may not be in love with š¤Æš¤Æ
I don't even know how to phrase this lol. 18F here, btw. Turned 18 a few months ago āš¼š I've always had a really hard time differentiating between platonic relationships, and romantic ones, because, for a lack of a better way to put it, I was a major nerd as a kid, and didn't have many friends. That meant, as I got older, the few friends I did end up making led to me often confusing friendly affection for something more. Now I know I'm queer, have known since I was fourteen. Messed around with both boys and girls, and most experiences were good. BUT. There's this girl. She's my best friend. Kinda? We only really became friends because we both moved to this country around the same time, and most of our year mates didn't really speak English all too well. Even still, I just can't comprehend the fact that she actually likes spending time with me. Actively seeks me out. It's been a little over two years now, and we're crazy close. She spent last Christmas with my family, and I spent the New Year with hers. Whenever my parents friends invite us out, she usually comes along. The problem is, I'd normally never take a friend along. Before we moved, the only people I'd bring along to dinners/parties, and the like, would be whoever I was dating at the time. Never just a friend, except for maybe once, when I was much younger. So that's one line already crossed. The second problem is that she's always cuddling up to me. We'll be sitting on the train, in a bus, hell, even on my couch, and she'll naturally put her head on my shoulder. I HATE her music taste, but I always take the earbud she offers me, and listen to whatever she wants(usually on the bus, or on one of our occasional walks). Hell, when I turned eighteen, she showed up at my door, with her Mother, an ice cream cake she knew I'd love, balloons, and a silly little party hat and sash. (Fun fact, I had just gotten home from dinner with another friend, and I was wearing ratty tatty torn pyjamas. Not fun. I've never gotten dressed as fast as I did that day lol.) We cut the cake, and then her Mother, my Dad, Grandmum and Aunt were talking, so we snuck off to my Grandmum's room(they were sat in my room). We laid on the floor, staring up at the ceiling, and I damn near fell asleep. Barely weeks before that we had gone stargazing in the forest near where we live. A makeshift picnic, with these egg and cheese muffin sandwiches, and cider(which she surprisingly liked!!) Then we lay down on the blanket, a little ways from the picnic tables, and stayed there till it was nearing midnight. There's multiple instances like this, little things where I can't tell if I'm love with her, or just happy to have a good friend after so long. There was Christmas. Where we had seperate beds to sleep in, but she insisted we cuddle while we watch a movie. I took a selfie to send to my cousin, who I'm really close with. My Aunt ended up seeing the selfie. Which led to the whole family getting into it. I got a whole āit's okay and we love you regardlessā speech from a different Aunt. Then there was the time we went to go visit my parents friends. They're fairly well off, and live a little way from the main city, so we had to take the train halfway, and then a cab. We were sitting on the lower deck, but my Mum insisted we go check the upper deck out(not a train with assigned seats, it's public transport lol). So we did. Sat opposite this nice lady who made small talk with us. Then she left. And, as per usual, we were sharing her earbuds. And her head was on my shoulder. And this old, grumpy looking white lady sat down where that nice angolan lady was sat. Aaaaaand then the looks started. Sure, it didn't help that I had mad short hair at the time, genuinely near a buzzcut, and the eyebrow and lip piercings I have scream lezzie, but still. There were plenty of other seats. She kept giving us the stink eye, until our stop came, and we made our way downstairs. I could genuĆnely go on and on AND ON about how many times I've felt this weird right sensation in my chest, and I just don't know what to do. She's way out of my league, and I don't want to ruin our friendship. Plus, she says she's bi, but I don't think she'd ever go for somebody like me. She was mad popular, before we graduated, despite having joined almost at the end of our eleventh year. Literally everybody in her class(and my old class, I switched out halfway) adores her. I have like... Four friends, periodt. And she's one of them. Anyways, rant over. I just had to get this out because my sister is absolutely no fucking help whatsoever, and I'm going a little crazy not talking about this. I know I should like try to go meet other queer people my age, but the queer scene here is mostly people in their thirties, or older. Or they're fifteen. And I'm not a freak, so no fifteen year olds for me. And I've sworn off older women for now(mostly because, well, my family's barely come to terms with me being into women, I think they'd go up in flames if it was somebody that old.) Realistically, I need to just... Hangout with my other friends, and try to keep my mind off her.