Your very first confession

well this should be interesting, lets see if i can remember mine i think my first confession of not love to say but the fact i liked a girl was when i was like 10 or something and i basically liked her for awhile, we of course talked as friends before then but i think i was in home ec or something not remembering if it was early into the year or later but i said that to her i think it was earlier actually. But it ended up she liked me too and i asked her on a date first and we went out to eat and such at i think red robins xD after that well it evolved to each other houses and blah and blah xD not much fun story

Hmm I guess I'll tell mine. So it was around middleschool(I think). It was this girl who I was (school) friends and I ended up having a serious crush on her. When I finally got the courage to confess to her (btw this was like around recess when I confessed to her) she rejected me and chased me away. After that we never talked again ^^; Pfft.

So lets see, where to begin? My first confession was actually only a few years ago. I was 21 or 22? Maybe. Somewhere around there. Anywho, a little background info. I was bullied a lot in school (I'm sure most can relate). Farthest back I can remember is 1st grade, but I feel like it started even before that. Just about every day til I graduated High School. My self esteem was shattered, confidence broken, and I didn't really hold any value in myself. Now, for those reasons I never really entertained the idea of talking to a girl I fancied, much less confessing to her. So, it goes without saying that I never actually confessed any of my feelings for anyone growing up. Of all the girls I've ever known however, there was one that was a constant reoccurance if you will. I knew of this girl since my 5th grade year, and every year there after. I would see her in the hallways, the cafeteria, gym, all throughout the school, but we never actually had a class together. I always thought she was the prettiest girl I'd ever seen. And even now, as far as I can remember she was my first crush I guess you could say. Of course, despite my budding feelings, I didn't think even for a second she'd be interested in talking to someone like me. Someone constantly picked on, made fun of, and bullied. Who would? So, I just ignored those feelings and moved on. I made it through high school without so much as speaking a word to her. Fast forward a bit, and what do you know? She goes to the same college as me. Ha! That had to be some of the worst luck. Now the surprising thing is, she actually talked to me first. Hot damn, I think all the blood rushed to my head at that moment. And those damn persistant feelings came back. She was nice, friendly, gentle, kind, beautiful, her laugh was contagious, her smile adorable, and her eyes amazingly captivating. She was everything I thought she would be all those years past. Needless to say I fell, and I fell hard. It was the first time I had felt emotions like that, and it was great. For the better part of 2 years I spent quite a bit of time talking to this girl, hanging out with her, getting to know her family and friends. We went on dates that we didn't call dates, spent the night at each others house, we flirted, we cuddled, we learned secrets about one another no one else knew. We were close. As close as you could get without taking that next step. Then, after months of thinking, I finally confessed. At night, in the parking lot, in front of my house, inside the car. 4 in the morning to be exact. I was nervous as all hell and I just said it. I told her how I felt. I told her that I loved her. And then, well, then she called me stupid. Stupid for feeling that way about her. Stupid for thinking that she felt the same. We were just friends. Nothing more. We did't talk much after that. In fact, a week later she started dating some guy from the college we went to. Suffice it to say, nothing was the same and I was left to mend a broken heart. Lucky for me that's over and done with now, but I don't really look forward to doing that again lol.

I told her i liked her and then she automatically told her sister but a few weeks later, her childhood friend who she introduced me to told me that she was cheating on me with her and then I kept confronting her and she kept denying it. I eventually broke up with her but a year later I tried giving her a second chance. She ended cheating on me with a guy she wasnt suppose to be around in the first place. And then I split with her but then she convinced me she didnt but then a few months later she left me, saying that I am more of a sister. Then the next year she tried dating me again, but I told her to leave me alone and move on and now she hates me and doesnt talk to me.

The thought of it makes me cringe. It was once and only once in my senior year of high school. I usually don't fall head over heals this hard but there was this girl in one of my classes that i just could not get over. Anyhow, in short i got her a card with a candy gram on valentines day, and it honestly wasn't that bad. She liked it, but was already seeing someone else. Looking back i shouldn't have done it, i barely knew anything about her, it was lust more than love. I had a variety of friends from different cliques, not popular but decent, she on the other hand was extremely popular so it probably would have never worked out. This was a big lesson for me, learned that you actually have to spend time and get to know someone and connect with them before making such a bold move, being the hopeless romantic that i was, life ain't like the movies. But she was still nice about it.

I wrote the guy I liked a letter and taped the front and back with blue tape. Then I rolled it up and taped it all over. lol. I was happy just to give him the letter and not have him read it because it felt like my feelings went to him once I handed it to him, but he actually somehow unraveled it and read it. Long story short he became my boyfriend and we dated for 2-3 years.