Okay.. Blah! I'm stressed, WAY stressed. Stressed enough to put very personal stuff out here, where people may or may not know who I am because I posted my picture a few times, I hope nobody recognizes me...
I feel like I have nobody to talk to for some reason, my older sister has moved out and my younger sister is younger, I don't want to bury her with stress in my life. At times like this, I think back to when I went to visit my Dad in Alabama, and I miss him! A guy I've only seen 10 days out of the last 4 years, and I feel like I would be more comfortable there right now, I really miss him.
This friendship I've had has been amazing, really close. I've always known the guy, i'll call him Paul here, has liked me, but never gave it a chance, told him I'm a lesbian. Maybe I'm not as attracted to him as I would be to a girl who I really liked, I am definitely a lesbian, but I started thinking, maybe I can at least try, maybe I can see what happens, maybe I can learn about myself, and plus you can't know these things without trying. Sometimes lesbians fall in love with guys, at least that's what I've heard...
Anyways, I just decided to give it a go. And right now I don't regret it, despite the fact that there isn't much like.. energetic tension, you know, that butterfly feeling, there isn't much of that, but I still feel a very special bond with him, and a deep emotional connection that makes me want to see where this can go. I have learned this term after posting this difficult situation on another forum, and somebody mentioned the term "biromantic". Basically it's when you have such a deep emotional connection to somebody that you develop the sexual attraction eventually and they become an exception to your sexuality. Normally I would say it's not possible, crazy, but maybe this guy could be an exception, because I want him to be, honestly, at the same time there is a fear on my shoulder of "this is just a very close friendship, and unfortunately you may not be able to break past your truth for this"... But I'm still going to see.
A lot of you sometimes wonder, how do people with SP deal in a relationship? HORRIBLY! Let's just say, it's already causing me TONS of stress. Mainly because I am not comfortable with my body, so I already worry about like... what happens when the relationship deepens? Also then come the questions of sexuality, what will happen with me? Will I decide then, to cut it off, just like that? But wait, let's go back, I am NOT comfortable in my skin, no way am I getting into that stuff... I guess I was purposely not putting 'relationships' as a priority because I am not confident enough to even want to THINK about it! AAaah!! So there's some stress, but also a lot of good... I still have to say though that the sexuality thing causes me the most stress. If I am to realize my feelings (which are totally confused right now) and realize that I perhaps am not as attracted as I want to be to this guy, and I've now led him on so much, and he's so head over heels for me... I would... It would be the worst thing I've ever done, to hurt him. I'm not saying this is what I feel, it's what I fear I might feel, but at least my feelings are growing, I hope that means something.
So take that scenario right there, and then add on to the fact that my mom has a massive crush on this guy... We have been hiding all of this from her, but today she demanded the "truth" about us by trying to break down my door (my counselor told me that It's okay to lock the door if she goes into a "mania" and starts saying nasty things, until she calms down so we can talk, at least.) So I told her where we are, and she became very scary, saying goodbye to us, "have a nice life", and then jumping in the car drunk. She often threatens to kills herself, almost weekly these days, it's gotten a LOT more prevalent.... It was super scary at first because I heard ambulances, but I got a call that she's at his house, and she's fine.
While this feels way personal to post on here, I wish I had somebody to talk to, an adult, who knew what to do in these situations. Sometimes I feel like the parent to my mother, worrying about her as if she's a rebellious teen...