Life happens, when it does write about it.
So I finally got up the guts to tell the guy that I like that I liked him, and he said that he didn't feel the same way, and had feelings for someone else instead. As much as I pretend that this doesn't hurt---it still hurts a bit, but I did more or less expect his answer to be a no. Anyway, rather than letting things get awkward, I reverted back to being "friends" and am helping him get the guts to help the girl he does really want before the school year is over.
Why you may ask am I doing this? I'm doing it because I want him to be happy--even if it isn't with me. Yeah I know I deserve to be happy too, but in a really lame way....I'm happy if he's happy. He and I are still good friends, and ironically after the whole confession thing we've gotten closer (how is that even possible?!).
Anyway...so yeah. I feel less stressed after getting that done with, but in a way still feel down about it. I do feel a sense of purpose helping him and doing exactly what a friend would do, but I feel like I'm the one being insensitive to my own feelings (he's not being insensitive to my feelings, I was the one who asked him about this chick). Seriously, I want to be happy, and instead I'm slowly killing myself by trying to make sure he ends up happy.
Wow...I need to get over this really quick, or at least have a good cry about it to get out the stupid pent up feelings I have. Surely I will find happiness one day, just not any time soon. *shrug*
Why you may ask am I doing this? I'm doing it because I want him to be happy--even if it isn't with me. Yeah I know I deserve to be happy too, but in a really lame way....I'm happy if he's happy. He and I are still good friends, and ironically after the whole confession thing we've gotten closer (how is that even possible?!).
Anyway...so yeah. I feel less stressed after getting that done with, but in a way still feel down about it. I do feel a sense of purpose helping him and doing exactly what a friend would do, but I feel like I'm the one being insensitive to my own feelings (he's not being insensitive to my feelings, I was the one who asked him about this chick). Seriously, I want to be happy, and instead I'm slowly killing myself by trying to make sure he ends up happy.
Wow...I need to get over this really quick, or at least have a good cry about it to get out the stupid pent up feelings I have. Surely I will find happiness one day, just not any time soon. *shrug*