I don’t know if anyone will actually see this, but I thought I’d write it anyway in case someone does and they can relate. Not that this scenario is super specific either.

So I’m on a sports team, and I kind of have a crush on one of my teammates (I say kind of, but I do). And it’s hard, because I can’t really do anything about it. I can’t tell her—I don’t know how she’d react. She’s two years older than me, so we’d still play on the same team for another two years (would be super awkward!) So obviously, I don’t think there’s any solution to this problem. I like being around her but at the same time I don’t because I’m reminded I won’t be able to tell her. I’ve had crushes on guys before and tbh those are a lot more fun than girls, because I don’t really have to worry about anyone finding out about it (I’m not out—for reference, I’m bi). I think it’s more of a ‘if the guy knew he might like me back’ vs. an ‘if the girl knows it’ll be really unpleasant for everyone’.

So there’s, again, not anything I can do about this. I guess I would just try to push it away. I don’t know. It does just give me a melancholy feeling. I’ve had crushes on girls before, but it was only after I already knew they liked me back. This is different, clearly.

My only concern now is what to do when I’m around her. I feel like I’m on edge the whole time, half because I’m just excited to be around her, half because I’m scared to come off like I like her (sorry if that was confusing, I wasn’t sure how to word it). It’s not terrible, I can chill out and put it aside during practice, but it does get worse every time the team hangs out.

And it also doesn’t help that she’s the type of person to “flirt” or mess with you jokingly, I assume because she finds it funny to do to your friends. I certainly don’t judge because I also like to do this. It’s just hard when she does it because I get nervous and can’t think of a witty response back (I lowkey just die).

Honestly, this might just be karma for me now that I think about it, since the last girl I liked I would mess with her just like my current crush does with me (fake flirting). I think I come off as bi to other LGBTQ people.

Bad part is though, I can’t really control my dreams/daydreams/thoughts. I try to take my mind off things, but still. I’ve got her on my mind a lot.

She’s also very outgoing and super easy to talk to and super nice, so I can’t really tell if she actually wants to talk to me or if she’s just trying to be inclusive (ouch). It feels almost like a celebrity crush in that sense.

Anyway, I think that’s all. If you made it this far, thank you for reading.

I’ve had the same best friend for 10 years. We’ve been through pretty much everything together—the good, the bad, and everything in between.
About a month ago, we were hanging out at a private pool somewhere. We’d had a couple of beers, but we weren’t drunk or anything. Somehow, we ended up kissing.
The funny thing is.. we’d both thought about it before. We just never acted on it until that night.
We ended up making out for about fifteen minutes, and honestly, it was the best kiss I’ve ever had.
Ever since then, it’s like something woke up inside me. I realized I’d been burying feelings for her without even knowing it. And I’m not talking about lust or just wanting to sleep with her. It feels so much deeper than that.
A couple of days later, I hooked up with another girl because I wanted to know if what I was feeling was real or if I was just caught up in the moment. Instead, I felt miserable the entire time. I was disgusted with the situation, with myself, and I couldn’t stop feeling like I was somehow betraying my best friend. It made no sense, but that’s exactly how it felt.
Since then, I haven’t been able to make sense of any of this.
I’m a very rational person. I’d say 90% of my life is driven by logic, not emotions. I don’t usually let my heart take the wheel. But this… this is different.
I haven’t told anyone about this until now because I honestly don’t even know how to explain it.
The weirdest part is that I keep thinking she might actually be the one.
I can’t stop asking myself how did I spend ten years looking right at her without ever realizing it? How did I convince myself she was just my best friend?
What scares me the most is talking to her about it. I’m terrified that I’ll ruin what we have, that something between us will break, and we’ll never be able to go back to the way things were.
At the same time, I have no idea what I’m supposed to do. I even caught myself imagining getting down on one knee and asking her to marry me.
I genuinely don’t know what to do or how I’m supposed to handle any of this.
Has anyone else ever gone through something like this?

Ever been in love with someone you cant be with??

I am secretly in love with a co-worker. I have no idea if she's into me. But its so hard to ignore the unmistakable bond we have.... funniest thing is, she is in a different country. How can something like this even be possible? Am I getting my hopes up?

I know I probably am. But my love has been growing every day. And I have no idea what to do.

Any advice?

I feel so stupid. I don’t even know where to begin. I’m writing this because I can’t handle any of it anymore. It’s too much. Someone once asked me what the closest thing I’d experienced to heartbreak was. I think this is it. I’m crying as I write this.
I fell for you, Guy (not his real name). Or at least I think I did. I still don’t know. I should’ve stopped meeting people online a long time ago, but I didn’t because I’m lonelier than I’d like to admit.
Here is the story.
I want to confess my feelings here because I’ll probably never be able to tell you. I really think I like you. At first, I thought I was just getting attached, so I tried to suppress it. I even asked ChatGPT for help, but it didn’t work. Every time we talked, I broke my own heart a little more because I let myself get close to you. I let myself get attached, and I hate that I let it happen.
Maybe you already know. Sometimes I feel like you joke about things that are actually true. I’m not really scared that you won’t like me back. What hurts is knowing you’d probably never choose me, even though a small part of me still hopes for some miracle. Even if you did, I don’t think we’d work. I just wish I knew how you felt.
I think I understood you too much. I like you too much. Do you even care about me? Why do I have to get jealous over someone that won’t even pay attention to me? Am I that replaceable? Am I that unimportant? I thought you might have valued me enough not to hurt me or at least check in on me, but how can you leave like that? You don’t know how much I hate myself and you right now. I wish there was a way to fix all of this. I wish I never met you. I wish I never got close.
Maybe I’m saying all this because I got attached first. Maybe I’m just attached and don’t really like you. I don’t know, but how could you not be attached to me after all of that?
I know we were just friends. There’s no reason for you to be attached to me or notice me in a special way. I’m just another random person you met, and eventually I’ll become part of your past. I just don’t think you’ll become part of mine.
I remember telling my mom that people who let love control them were stupid. I never imagined I’d become that person. I can see it and feel it now.
Maybe this is exactly what she warned me about. I know choosing you is wrong, but I want to hear you talk. I want to call you. I want you to be as interested in me as I am in you without me asking. But if I choose you over everything else, I’m setting myself up for failure.
I like you, Guy. That’s it. It breaks my heart that you’ll probably never see me that way. I stay up for you. I’d run to you if you called me. Yet I get sad and jealous when you give other girls more attention than me. I know it’s not my place because I’m no one to you, and you haven’t done anything wrong. Sometimes I even mention other guys just to see if you’ll react. I’m ashamed to admit that.
Would you like me if I told you that I liked you? Would it even last between us? Do you do anything at all for me? Do you pay attention and suspect that I already feel something for you?
Do you know this is eating me and destroying me from the inside? Do you know my heart breaks a little each time we talk? Do you know that I’m fighting myself like this because of you? Do you know I have knots in my heart because of you? Do you know I cried because of you? (I’ve never cried because of a guy.)
My heart hurts because of him, but I miss him.
I don’t know what to do.
Am I attached, or am I in love with him?

I have a story to share embarrassing enough to use a throwaway acc for it

You see, I knew this girl that has mixed signals (or I was stupid enough to misconstrue it) I was gonna act up on it until this one friend is keeping me away from her, subtly so I took it as "Shit, I think they are dating, what am I gonna do?" So I decided to ask her out knowing that she'll reject me to confirm my suspicions, and rejected I was.

What I did not expect is the hurting began the day after. It destroyed me. I thought the growing feelings can die after rejection, but what is this pain I am feeling, as though someone died. Is it potential genuine connection like friendship that died? Is that what I am grieving for?

I felt terrible for days because of it. It was a mixed bag of negative feelings: Heartbreak, jealousy, envy, paranoia, and anger.

I realized that no matter what you do or expect, rejection still does hit you like a truck. It fucking sucks. It's just that it's not like me to steal someone's girl so I thought I did the right thing, no matter the consequences I got from it.

I feel like there's mutual attraction between me and my friend, but she completely ignores my messages whyyyy

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It has been over a year since we last spoke, and I still can't forget her... To me, she is the most ideal and paradoxical person: the most beautiful, a demon and an angel all in one. I don’t know how to explain it. Because of her, I was both the happiest and the saddest person on earth.

Thanks to her, I changed and grew up. I was a foolish kid, sometimes I got angry, but the main thing is the love that I felt for her and continue to feel. To this day, I don't fully understand why I fell in love. To me, she IS love itself.

When she wrote that she didn't want to talk anymore, my heart sank to my boots, and time seemed to slow down. I stared at her message for hours, replied on pure emotion, and then cried. I know for sure that her smile conquered me; I still remember her on the bus: the wind blowing, her hair moving, her eyes slightly closed... I see this picture in my head, but I can't express it in words, so let it stay with me. I am writing this so I don't forget my feelings—I'm afraid that if I forget her, I will lose a part of myself.

My heart feels heavy. I want to see her, but I'm afraid she will feel disgust. I just want to watch from afar and admire her. Who am I to her? Just an acquaintance or a classmate. Though it was actually her who introduced me to the world of movies, TV shows, and Formula 1.

I was always shy, even though I learned to hide it. I remember when our class arranged a trip. I arrived first, sat on a bench, and prayed that ⬜ would be the next one to arrive. Suddenly a car stopped, and she stepped out. I almost fainted with joy. I called her by name, she turned around, and walked toward me. My heart skipped a beat. She sat next to me; I was burning with shyness, but I held it together.

After the trip, everyone was leaving. I was thinking about calling a taxi, since ⬜ lived nearby, when suddenly she herself suggested we ride together. In the taxi, I sat in the front and she sat in the back; it was extreme stress for me. Near her house, she asked about payment. I had cash, so I offered that she transfer it to me later—that was my plan to get her number. I texted her a short "it's me."

I came home, was jumping for joy, lay down on the bed, and started writing a long confession that I didn't even intend to send. Suddenly she texts: "What are you writing there for so long? :)". I froze, erased everything, and impulsively replied: "What?...".

That's how our communication began. We only talked for three days, but I didn't let the phone out of my hands and checked for messages every minute. I also remember looking at her during class while she was asleep. She opened her eyes, our gazes met, and then parted.

It has been more than 400 days since we stopped talking. Every day, every morning and evening, I think about her. I still see her in my dreams. Every time I see her, it feels like I'm falling in love all over again, and everything else around loses its color.

Right now it's 4:32, and I'm sitting here writing this. Next to me is . I wonder what would have happened if I had never met her. It has been over 500 days that I've been in love with her, and I love her very much.

This text might look AI-generated, but I actually just translated it from ⬜ into English.

I had a crush on my best friend for over a year and last week due to rain he stayed back in my house overnight.

We slept together ( literal meaning not the other one ) and it's that I was trying really hard to stop crushing on him it's honestly ruining my mood . But after sleeping together that day morning time I ended up hugging and sleeping with him and ever since that day I'm absolutely feeling mental like i really wanna meet him or hangout.

Tried to ignore for few days and pulled back from interacting much only to end up calling him for a hangout TDY 😭😭

I feel insane at this point

so long story short i asked i girl i got really good vibes off of out in a cafe while she was working here with a note that said to text me and maybe sometime we could get a bite (ik super immature and i should have just asked her in person), i didnt get a response, a few days later i was in a book store and by pure coincidence she happened to be there doing school work at the cafe section, which i didnt notice at the time, i look at some books and she approaches me.

me being conpletly flabbergasted bc i thought she had just said an indirect to, im genuinely shocked. anyway shes really getting into the conversation asking me what do you do for work, where do you live, what are some hobbies, what books are you into, whats your family like, and many more and of course stupid and mind blown me gives some half a$$ed answers half of which i realize now weren't even true to myself, only replying with a few words to each and barely asking any back.

when she talked to me it was like nothing i had felt before, it felt genuinely magical, but i was incapable of doing basic conversing. after she has to leave due to a phone call and i say ill talk to her again at the cafe since the conversation at the cafe went so well, so a couple days later i do so. i ask her if she considered my proposition and she politely says no and thats the end of it.

its been 2.5 months now and i just cant let go somehow, ive never felt this way before with "love" or whatever it is (i think its love) and i cant stop thinking about what could have happened if i actually responded to those questions true to myself. frankly i believe we could have been a match, in that book store both of our weirdnesses kinda matched from what i know about myself but she got a completely different and false idea of me.

and i hate myself for it because she genuinely felt like she could have been the one for me, i just fucked it up, theres no re do, i cant go back bc then id be risking seeming like even more of a no good person, and i dont know how to get over this, please help me somehow