Zombie
January 27th, 2012, 06:44 AM
Around the middle of last year I had probably some of the most wonderful and influential friends and enjoyed being around them at any given opportunity. At the time I would have considered myself 100% straight and happy with my life but it soon began to go down hill. One day my friend was acting a little out of the ordinary I guess you could say and I asked him what was up and we eventually made it on to the topic about my best friend and his sexuality, probably because we had a fight a ~3 days ago, Anyway basically my friend told me my best friend was a bisexual. At first I was a little shocked but I realised I really missed my best friend and started getting feelings for him and I told my friend about this. My friend and I shortly came to the conclusion that I am bi-curious/bi because I do find an attraction in guys sort of. I was sad because I wasn't sure if my best friend was still, well, my best friend so my friend decided to try patch things up and told him I knew (I wasn't supposed to know, it sort of came out.)
So I thought everything went better then expected, I had my best friend back but it wasn't the same and it will never be. I was oblivious he was changing and soon he became a person I barely knew. Me and my friend told him I had feelings for him and was bi and despite him being bisexual himself he sort of freaked out and we didn't talk that much anymore. I still had two of my friends who stood by me because I was and still am hurt that he doesn't want to know me anymore. Yet still there isn't a day that goes by that I dont think of him and how I shouldn't have told him about how I felt.
Months later I heard that he got into smoking pot, which is when I approached him on facebook and started talking to him and we sort of started talking on and of for a few weeks most of the time he was high. To put this into context, sort of, he doesn't get high for fun, he does it because its his crutch and if things don't go right for him he don't accept it. He's not the friend I knew anymore and it hurts, a lot and I miss him. Furthermore he now says he's 100% straight and it was all just a phase. I guess thats only a minor part of it all. I think a lot about my sexuality and often I don't like to talk about it to my gay friends either. I usually stay in my room waay too much and now when I see people in person I know from school I kind of get scared I'll say something stupid and then I just try not to talk to them.
I know my friend is lost and I accept that but these thoughts constantly run through my head like a looping video and sometimes it gets the better of me and reduces me to tears, and I feel like a massive pussy writing this..
I know this is probably ridiculously out of context and probably has a lot of spelling mistakes in it but i'll end it off here. What should I do, I'm confused ._.
So I thought everything went better then expected, I had my best friend back but it wasn't the same and it will never be. I was oblivious he was changing and soon he became a person I barely knew. Me and my friend told him I had feelings for him and was bi and despite him being bisexual himself he sort of freaked out and we didn't talk that much anymore. I still had two of my friends who stood by me because I was and still am hurt that he doesn't want to know me anymore. Yet still there isn't a day that goes by that I dont think of him and how I shouldn't have told him about how I felt.
Months later I heard that he got into smoking pot, which is when I approached him on facebook and started talking to him and we sort of started talking on and of for a few weeks most of the time he was high. To put this into context, sort of, he doesn't get high for fun, he does it because its his crutch and if things don't go right for him he don't accept it. He's not the friend I knew anymore and it hurts, a lot and I miss him. Furthermore he now says he's 100% straight and it was all just a phase. I guess thats only a minor part of it all. I think a lot about my sexuality and often I don't like to talk about it to my gay friends either. I usually stay in my room waay too much and now when I see people in person I know from school I kind of get scared I'll say something stupid and then I just try not to talk to them.
I know my friend is lost and I accept that but these thoughts constantly run through my head like a looping video and sometimes it gets the better of me and reduces me to tears, and I feel like a massive pussy writing this..
I know this is probably ridiculously out of context and probably has a lot of spelling mistakes in it but i'll end it off here. What should I do, I'm confused ._.