I was on my home from work when I started to think.
To start off, I have extremely bad daddy issues. Not in a kinky way but in a way that any male figure shows me any amount of attention I will get attached easily. My brother also used to yell at me and treat me like shit when we were little so it did not help. (He's better now) So I started to think, what if I only like him because he gives me attention? I used to consider him like a brother for the longest time. WHICH I KNOW SOUNDS WEIRD BUT BEAR WITH ME. Then 8th grade came around and I didn't know if we were going to the same school and I also began to like him. I had read somewhere that the only reason I liked him was because i was afraid to lose him. Which I think is happening now. That makes my life a little easier but now when I see him I get all giddy and excited. As if I didn't see him the day before. Whenever he calls me or texts me back I freak out.
I had a dream, or maybe a very vivid day dream that we were all going to die, and that I had confessed my love to him and he went "oh, but I don't feel the same" very heartbreaking as you can see.
