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Hey guys...I'm going to vent for a while. If you get to the end and have any advice, I'd be eternally grateful. I'm 29 and I decided to go back to a local university to finish my Bachelor's in Music Education. I thought going in I could hunker down, avoid all the "college" pitfalls and just get the degree. As it turns out, that's impossible no matter how old you are.
I play the trumpet and last year when I started back there was an incoming Freshmen, 10 years younger than me, who also plays trumpet. We'll call him Josh. We had some of the same classes but we didn't hang out or anything. He's a nice guy and I find him mighty attractive. I wasn't out last year as I was still getting to know my way around the students and instructors. He was living with his girlfriend and they'd been dating for two years, I think. Well, last Spring we had more of the same classes together and we starting hanging out in between classes. We were both tapped to join the music fraternity and we were really good friends by the end of the semester.
When it came to sign up for classes for this semester we picked all the same classes. Why not? It's always good to have at least one friend to study with, right? We didn't spend a lot of time together over the summer. I was way busy with summer classes and work. When the audition material for the top band was announced we started practicing together. When this semester finally started, everything was cool. I was working like crazy, he found a job at a gas station and we really only saw each other in class.
A few weeks into the semester, he dropped a bomb and told me his GF broke up with him. Just said she needed time to figure her shit out and wanted some space. Well, you would have thought the world was exploding. I did what every good friend does, though, and I consoled him. Having been in a couple serious relationships I dispensed my sage advice that he'll get over her and find someone who won't treat him like shit. Turns out she was seeing other guys and spending the nights at their places toward the end of their relationship.
Josh and I both live about an hour from school. He was living with his GF about two minutes from the university but he had to move out. Flashback moment: I came out to a couple people last year, Josh was not one of them. Turns out, one of the people I came out to told Josh. I had no idea he knew and he never let on. Well, the weekend of our local Pride festival there was a big party with all the people from the (co-ed, BTW) fraternity and I wasn't sure if I was going. Pride is a pretty big deal hear, being in such a small city. I decided to go and wear my Pride garb. I was coming out to the people who had become my friends and I knew they would accept me. It was fantastic party and, as it turns out, no one gives a shit who's gay and who's not. It felt so good to just be myself.
So, because Josh had to move back home and I was working less this semester, we were spending a ton of time together. He's still only in love with this bitch and he's not getting any better. He told me a few weeks ago he still cries himself to sleep and his only solace is Glee. It's kind of strange how attached he is to Glee and the fact that he only listens to Glee music in his car, at a very high volume...anyway. I finally got him to come to a get-together my friends outside of school were having. He's never met them. Most of my friends are gay/lesbian because we all have to stick together here
. Josh didn't have any gay friends before me. I don't even think he knew any gay kids from high school. So, I've been introducing him to queer society since we've been spending so much time together.
Turns out, some of my friends think he's gay. He has some mannerisms and tendencies that may lean that way. I've been flirting with him and making a ton of gay jokes and shit like that. He gets really uncomfortable and it's fairly funny to watch. It's all been light and we always have fun together. He admitted to me that he's jealous of the action I get using Grindr and Adam4Adam.
While all of this has been going on this semester, something really terrible happened. While talking with another friend about Josh I came to realize in a rather profound and heartbreaking moment that I have developed feelings for Josh. Something I haven't felt for someone in a very long time. I don't know if love is the right word, but I don't want to feel like this. I can't. Here's what makes this truly terrible: the bitch ex GF called him this week to tell him about some problems she's having. He dropped everything that night, went to her apartment and they supposedly talked until 3 AM.
This is directly from Josh: They cried about the feelings they still have for each other. She admitted to fucking around with several other guys while they were apart and admitted to treating him like shit. They ended up naked and slept together but didn't fuck. He ended up crying in my arms again saying he should hate her for what she's done and shouldn't trust her. She said she wants to get back together but take things slow and see where it goes.
I don't know what to do. He kept asking me for advice and continued to say he should hate her for being a bitch and hurting him. I haven't said a word about my feelings for him. I can't...can I? We still have another two years together in school and I don't want to lose his friendship but I can't give him unbiased advice about this girl. I want to smack in the head with a frying pan and tell him I'd never hurt him like that...but I can't. I don't know what to do.
I'm not a terribly emotional person. I usually keep things under wraps and avoid letting my heart get in the way of things. I haven't felt like this in a long time and I hate it. I don't want these feelings to turn into resentment toward Josh. It's not his fault. He keeps asking me what's wrong, though, and I'm trying to be strong. I haven't slept in two days and I randomly start crying out of what I assume is despair. The last time that happened is when my father died. I've talked with my best friend about it and she says to just keep it to myself, that, in time, these feelings will go away. Winter break is coming up soon and we probably won't see each other for three weeks...I don't know what to do.
If you're still reading, thank you. If you have any advice, I'm all ears and eyes. If you think I'm being ridiculous, tell me that, too. Maybe just writing this will help?
I play the trumpet and last year when I started back there was an incoming Freshmen, 10 years younger than me, who also plays trumpet. We'll call him Josh. We had some of the same classes but we didn't hang out or anything. He's a nice guy and I find him mighty attractive. I wasn't out last year as I was still getting to know my way around the students and instructors. He was living with his girlfriend and they'd been dating for two years, I think. Well, last Spring we had more of the same classes together and we starting hanging out in between classes. We were both tapped to join the music fraternity and we were really good friends by the end of the semester.
When it came to sign up for classes for this semester we picked all the same classes. Why not? It's always good to have at least one friend to study with, right? We didn't spend a lot of time together over the summer. I was way busy with summer classes and work. When the audition material for the top band was announced we started practicing together. When this semester finally started, everything was cool. I was working like crazy, he found a job at a gas station and we really only saw each other in class.
A few weeks into the semester, he dropped a bomb and told me his GF broke up with him. Just said she needed time to figure her shit out and wanted some space. Well, you would have thought the world was exploding. I did what every good friend does, though, and I consoled him. Having been in a couple serious relationships I dispensed my sage advice that he'll get over her and find someone who won't treat him like shit. Turns out she was seeing other guys and spending the nights at their places toward the end of their relationship.
Josh and I both live about an hour from school. He was living with his GF about two minutes from the university but he had to move out. Flashback moment: I came out to a couple people last year, Josh was not one of them. Turns out, one of the people I came out to told Josh. I had no idea he knew and he never let on. Well, the weekend of our local Pride festival there was a big party with all the people from the (co-ed, BTW) fraternity and I wasn't sure if I was going. Pride is a pretty big deal hear, being in such a small city. I decided to go and wear my Pride garb. I was coming out to the people who had become my friends and I knew they would accept me. It was fantastic party and, as it turns out, no one gives a shit who's gay and who's not. It felt so good to just be myself.
So, because Josh had to move back home and I was working less this semester, we were spending a ton of time together. He's still only in love with this bitch and he's not getting any better. He told me a few weeks ago he still cries himself to sleep and his only solace is Glee. It's kind of strange how attached he is to Glee and the fact that he only listens to Glee music in his car, at a very high volume...anyway. I finally got him to come to a get-together my friends outside of school were having. He's never met them. Most of my friends are gay/lesbian because we all have to stick together here
Turns out, some of my friends think he's gay. He has some mannerisms and tendencies that may lean that way. I've been flirting with him and making a ton of gay jokes and shit like that. He gets really uncomfortable and it's fairly funny to watch. It's all been light and we always have fun together. He admitted to me that he's jealous of the action I get using Grindr and Adam4Adam.
While all of this has been going on this semester, something really terrible happened. While talking with another friend about Josh I came to realize in a rather profound and heartbreaking moment that I have developed feelings for Josh. Something I haven't felt for someone in a very long time. I don't know if love is the right word, but I don't want to feel like this. I can't. Here's what makes this truly terrible: the bitch ex GF called him this week to tell him about some problems she's having. He dropped everything that night, went to her apartment and they supposedly talked until 3 AM.
This is directly from Josh: They cried about the feelings they still have for each other. She admitted to fucking around with several other guys while they were apart and admitted to treating him like shit. They ended up naked and slept together but didn't fuck. He ended up crying in my arms again saying he should hate her for what she's done and shouldn't trust her. She said she wants to get back together but take things slow and see where it goes.
I don't know what to do. He kept asking me for advice and continued to say he should hate her for being a bitch and hurting him. I haven't said a word about my feelings for him. I can't...can I? We still have another two years together in school and I don't want to lose his friendship but I can't give him unbiased advice about this girl. I want to smack in the head with a frying pan and tell him I'd never hurt him like that...but I can't. I don't know what to do.
I'm not a terribly emotional person. I usually keep things under wraps and avoid letting my heart get in the way of things. I haven't felt like this in a long time and I hate it. I don't want these feelings to turn into resentment toward Josh. It's not his fault. He keeps asking me what's wrong, though, and I'm trying to be strong. I haven't slept in two days and I randomly start crying out of what I assume is despair. The last time that happened is when my father died. I've talked with my best friend about it and she says to just keep it to myself, that, in time, these feelings will go away. Winter break is coming up soon and we probably won't see each other for three weeks...I don't know what to do.
If you're still reading, thank you. If you have any advice, I'm all ears and eyes. If you think I'm being ridiculous, tell me that, too. Maybe just writing this will help?
















