I have known and accepted for quite sometime that I'm a lesbian. It was after the disaster that was me falling for my best friend.
She loved me back and I know I wasn't the only one feeling. But then she fell for a guy and it was like a stab in the back. Upon reflection, I think she may have freaked out. I know I did. I refused to accept the nature of my feelings, to admit that I was jealous. I behaved terribly and things ended badly.
At the time, all I had known was that I wanted her to be mine. But my what? It took me a few years to figure that out. It was only after that I was able to forgive myself and move on.
Can anyone relate to this? .