Well here it goes... It was about two years ago. I was kind of experimenting with my friend who was also a girl and I started to really like her. I thought my feelings were weird, but we secretly started dating. A few days later she tells me she's not gay and I respected it, so we stopped dating. About a year later of still being friends she comes out as bi-sexual and I thought I had a shot again. So I asked her to go out with me again she said yes. A year went by with me and her going on and off and I just felt shitty about it. So I confronted her and she finally admitted to me that she never loved me she was only dating me so I would be happy. After two fucking years she told me that, two years of being led on. I got in a really bad depression and I was constantly cutting myself, denying I was gay, feeling ashamed of the way I was, and trying so hard to cover it up. My mother found out about my cutting and I met this girl who helped me through it. I came out to her and she was happy.
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