Hi. New here.
I am 19, I finished school this year, I'm starting college in October and I have a problem. I've desperately fallen in love.
On my last year of school, a new classmate arrived: his name was Sacha, and I kinda disliked him from day one. He looked like a spoiled brat to me, I was envious of all those girls falling for him, and let's just say I didn't want him in my class. That's because I thought he would have not liked me, and we would have been enemies (it always happens like this to me with good-looking guys!). So we barely exchanged words.
During the first few months, he was oddly interested in my private life... he asked me out of the blue what I had done the previous Saturday, or Sunday, who were my friends, if I was with a girl, etc. I barely answered him, since I'm a private person, and... I never did anything on Saturdays, nor I had many friends to hang out with OR a girlfriend for that matter. But I didn't want him to know, I didn't want him to feel 'superior'.
Fast forward until MARCH 2006. We, as a class, have to move to a new classroom. I kinda manipulate things into having Sacha sit next to me. Hey, finally a cool guy who would consider me! I could have made friends with him. I knew that I absolutely HAD NOT to fall in love with him, because it would have been awful, and for the first two months... I was very successful! I was proud of me, because I really couldn't care less about him. Then something happened. On May, I 'blackmailed' him -- if he told me a certain girl's secret, I would have opened up to him about my love life (I was planning on filling him with lies). I did, I told him I was with a girl, but I preferred to keep it as a secret, because she was already fianced, I was just 'the other one', etc. etc. But the situation went out of control, and I had to fill him with lies again and again, in order for him to see me as a cool guy... when he realized that I used to have sex with this older girl, he even said he was envious/jealous of my luck! Wow!
We started hanging out together... he came at my house for school, and in the evening we would just go downtown with his car and spend the night together.
It was so romantic. I realized I had fallen in love with him, but I thought, Hey, maybe I'm just searching for a friend... I have never had a 'cool' friend, you know, so it's just a matter of staying with him and enjoying what I haven't had during my youth! Maybe I'm not really in love.
But then school ended. He had basically used me to get good grades. And once school was over, I heard less and less from him. I missed him so much. And I hated him, because he would just go out and party with his old friends, while I was at home, all alone. He could have invited me!
Then, on August, something happened. For some circumstances, we are renting the same room for college. We are gonna live together! Can you imagine my joy? I just can't wait till October! I already spent TWO days with him in our new room: we slept together (...), we had dinner together and everything. We showered in the same place (not together). It was wonderful. I even told him I'm ticklish (while I'm not), so he always gives me a tickle -- that's an excuse for me to be touched by him, and he always does! He always touches me, and while I love it, it's embarrassing, because I have an erection, and he absoutely can't see it! I am confident that, if we live so close, something will happen. I'm sure. I just want a kiss, and sleep in his arms, and things like that. Nothing too wilde.
But this whole situation is a problem!
I'm happy only if he's with me!
I'm unhappy when I don't hear from him, when we're distant!
I'm ready to give up everything in my life, all my plans etc, if I can just be with him.
I think about him ALL THE TIME. I wake up thinking of him, and go asleep the same.
I don't eat anymore, because of all of this stress.
I can't live my life anymore, because I love him more than my life!
I don't think this is love, this is an obsession!
And if I start living with him... when am I gonna have my first sexual experiences? When? I'll have eyes only for him! But after all, if we didn't live together... I would be very unhappy, and obsessing about him forever. At least now I know we'll be together in some form, and this comforts me.
Oh, and wait: when we spent those days together, he told me he had fallen in love with a girl... This girl had always worshipped him, but he's fallen only now. GOD, I HATE THIS SLUT! If they are together, I DON'T KNOW WHAT I'LL DO! I would be just... angry and... MAD! I'm jealous. This whole situation is making me sick.
[omg, and what if he finds a girl and brings her in our own room, and asks me to leave it free for a short time? I would go ballistic! Thank God, Sacha is not very lucky with women]
I am 19, I finished school this year, I'm starting college in October and I have a problem. I've desperately fallen in love.
On my last year of school, a new classmate arrived: his name was Sacha, and I kinda disliked him from day one. He looked like a spoiled brat to me, I was envious of all those girls falling for him, and let's just say I didn't want him in my class. That's because I thought he would have not liked me, and we would have been enemies (it always happens like this to me with good-looking guys!). So we barely exchanged words.
During the first few months, he was oddly interested in my private life... he asked me out of the blue what I had done the previous Saturday, or Sunday, who were my friends, if I was with a girl, etc. I barely answered him, since I'm a private person, and... I never did anything on Saturdays, nor I had many friends to hang out with OR a girlfriend for that matter. But I didn't want him to know, I didn't want him to feel 'superior'.
Fast forward until MARCH 2006. We, as a class, have to move to a new classroom. I kinda manipulate things into having Sacha sit next to me. Hey, finally a cool guy who would consider me! I could have made friends with him. I knew that I absolutely HAD NOT to fall in love with him, because it would have been awful, and for the first two months... I was very successful! I was proud of me, because I really couldn't care less about him. Then something happened. On May, I 'blackmailed' him -- if he told me a certain girl's secret, I would have opened up to him about my love life (I was planning on filling him with lies). I did, I told him I was with a girl, but I preferred to keep it as a secret, because she was already fianced, I was just 'the other one', etc. etc. But the situation went out of control, and I had to fill him with lies again and again, in order for him to see me as a cool guy... when he realized that I used to have sex with this older girl, he even said he was envious/jealous of my luck! Wow!
We started hanging out together... he came at my house for school, and in the evening we would just go downtown with his car and spend the night together.
It was so romantic. I realized I had fallen in love with him, but I thought, Hey, maybe I'm just searching for a friend... I have never had a 'cool' friend, you know, so it's just a matter of staying with him and enjoying what I haven't had during my youth! Maybe I'm not really in love.
But then school ended. He had basically used me to get good grades. And once school was over, I heard less and less from him. I missed him so much. And I hated him, because he would just go out and party with his old friends, while I was at home, all alone. He could have invited me!
Then, on August, something happened. For some circumstances, we are renting the same room for college. We are gonna live together! Can you imagine my joy? I just can't wait till October! I already spent TWO days with him in our new room: we slept together (...), we had dinner together and everything. We showered in the same place (not together). It was wonderful. I even told him I'm ticklish (while I'm not), so he always gives me a tickle -- that's an excuse for me to be touched by him, and he always does! He always touches me, and while I love it, it's embarrassing, because I have an erection, and he absoutely can't see it! I am confident that, if we live so close, something will happen. I'm sure. I just want a kiss, and sleep in his arms, and things like that. Nothing too wilde.
But this whole situation is a problem!
I'm happy only if he's with me!
I'm unhappy when I don't hear from him, when we're distant!
I'm ready to give up everything in my life, all my plans etc, if I can just be with him.
I think about him ALL THE TIME. I wake up thinking of him, and go asleep the same.
I don't eat anymore, because of all of this stress.
I can't live my life anymore, because I love him more than my life!
I don't think this is love, this is an obsession!
And if I start living with him... when am I gonna have my first sexual experiences? When? I'll have eyes only for him! But after all, if we didn't live together... I would be very unhappy, and obsessing about him forever. At least now I know we'll be together in some form, and this comforts me.
Oh, and wait: when we spent those days together, he told me he had fallen in love with a girl... This girl had always worshipped him, but he's fallen only now. GOD, I HATE THIS SLUT! If they are together, I DON'T KNOW WHAT I'LL DO! I would be just... angry and... MAD! I'm jealous. This whole situation is making me sick.
[omg, and what if he finds a girl and brings her in our own room, and asks me to leave it free for a short time? I would go ballistic! Thank God, Sacha is not very lucky with women]



























