my journey. (LGBTQ+)

time.

(A\N) This is not an "im so pitiful, oh please give me attention" type of story. This is for other people's information. To know that not everyhing is pure, but we can still be great people.

I was told by various counsellors that, "they just need time." My first thought was to agree. I go on with my life, being ignored by people in my homeroom. Whatever, y'know? I got used to it. Being the age of 14, I 'asked' a girl out. Or, so I thought. She thiught we weren't really dating, so she tok it upon herself to cheat on me. I did not know this at that time. I was given the knowledge by her boyfriend at that time, because he does not like to lie. (I was still upset),who wouldn't be upset?? But of course, I forgave her. I am a meriful person, unless I think you don't deserve my forgivness.

This next story is about abuse. Not physical, it was emotional. So if you get triggered by that sorta stuff, don't read ahead. Ill let you know when you can stop scrolling and such.

I was too blind; to realize that she was hurting me. She moved the relationship too fast for my liking. She also made me feel like I was doing  something wrong, eventhiuh it was her fault. I met her over wattpad;at first, it was nothing harmful to me. We had the same interests; liked Voltron, as well as klance trash (keith x lance). I never noticed how fast everything was going; she said I love you so quickly, and it took me by  surprise. She forced me to do things I didnt want to do, except it was like i wanted to.

She made me put her as my top priority; away from my friends and family; everything. I didnt realize until the damage had been done.  Whenever she typed "..." In chat on Snapchat, it made me go into a panic attack. If she ever typed those, it meant I do something wrong. I fwel like I'm so much more.fragile now, thqn I've been I the past. I wish I listened to that part of me that told me to leave her. 

This got a lot more longer than I recall writing in this story. 😅
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