05-13-2014, 06:45 AM
Hello everyone, I'm new to all of this, and I'm sorry in advance for the long post. While I have been very familiar with forums, creating many of my own in the years past, I have never really been on a gay forum to express my feelings, which is something I should have been doing for years.
To make a long story short, I'm a single bi male, pretty much known my entire life, but can't seem to cross the point where I need to be who I am, and come out to my family. Granted, I do live in a very "conservative" part of North Carolina, so that's a big reason why I haven't made the big step.
The purpose of this thread is about a guy. I know...we all have a story like this. But this story continues to break my heart every day, and if I could take one action back, I would.
Anyways, this guy and I went to school together in high school. We were both probably still dealing with our feelings, so we never saw each other in that light. We never talked much, and went our own way. But mid to late December of 2013, I found him on POF. He had changed a lot, becoming so attractive, and overall sounded like a really great guy. Now, messaging him wouldn't be the first time I have exposed myself to another guy in this town. And even if he was prepared to expose my secret, I didn't care, because there was just something about him that made me want to take that risk.
So I messaged him. He recognized me and we caught up for all the years that we missed out of not knowing each other. Turns out that when we knew each other, he was very much a straight man, but a very devastating break up led him to viewing love in a new way, seeking a relationship, or even friendship from men who were in the same boat as he was. Immediately, I knew he was something special. He didn't ask for sex, no nude photos, nor did he ask for any dirty fantasies and such. He was as gentleman, telling me up front that he was simply wanting to meet new people and see where that led to.
One day, I asked him if he wanted to have dinner. He said yes, and we went and had dinner in town. I figured, "Now I'll see if he is really this great in person." And he was. We had so much in common together, he was a very clean guy, and was just overall a nice person to be around. That was the first time in my life when I was disappointed to part ways.
That point on, I had a crush on him and began developing feelings for him. Since he paid for dinner, I was under the impression that it was sign of his same feelings for me. While I hinted that I saw it as something more, he made it clear that he was only looking for friends, and I didn't push the subject.
But while we were talking, he kept asking to hang out, watch movies, have me over to his place and whatnot. I was convinced that he wanted a "second date."
Since we went to the same university, I took him out to lunch one day as a thank you for paying for my dinner. And that too was a great experience and I thought it clearly showed mutual signs from both of us that we had some kind of feelings for each other.
While I continued to hold my tongue, and continued to chat with him as a friend, I noticed that his interaction with me became less and less. One weekend, I didn't hear from him at all, which was very unlike him. Once he came back in contact with me, he said that he had a friend over for the weekend. I understood that it could be possible to lose track of your phone while a friend was over, but was not convinced that you could lose contact for 3 whole days.
The moment I feared finally came a week after. I'm unsure how it came about, but he eventually told me that the friend that came over was someone that he had feelings for, and was unsure how to approach it. I tried to be a good friend and support him, but very quickly I came to the conclusion that I had became close enough with him that I could share my true feelings for him and there was a possibility that he shared those same feelings.
So I told him. And while he did admit that he knew of my feelings before I told him, he wouldn't tell me if he thought the same of me. He said that this revelation complicated things between us. He never would tell me what his thoughts of me were though. So I kept asking him, hoping that no matter what his answer was, I would either become something more than a friend to him, or move on a be a best friend to him. He said no, he didn't have feelings for me. I told him it was fine, and we can go back to being good friends that we had become for a month and a half.
Four months have passed, and I have not heard from him since. I eventually grew tired of having my messages ignored, so I deleted his number from my phone, erasing any temptation I may still have to contact him. And since then, I have never heard from him.
Recently, I have heard that he came out to his mother, and that he is in a relationship with the man that he had met while we were friends. I'm more than happy for him, knowing that all of this was a big journey for him. But it breaks my heart that I couldn't be there with him during his journey; as a friend. Sure, I had feelings for him, and I still wish it had worked out between us, but it hurts me more that I destroyed what I believe to be a true friendship that could have lasted us years.
I'm sorry guys, you all probably didn't want to hear my whole story. I just had to get this story that has been eating me every day out there. And maybe, just maybe, I will one day get the chance to talk to him again and make things right.
So my question to you is if I am at fault here, or was he not prepared to continue a friendship where the other person wanted more?
To make a long story short, I'm a single bi male, pretty much known my entire life, but can't seem to cross the point where I need to be who I am, and come out to my family. Granted, I do live in a very "conservative" part of North Carolina, so that's a big reason why I haven't made the big step.
The purpose of this thread is about a guy. I know...we all have a story like this. But this story continues to break my heart every day, and if I could take one action back, I would.
Anyways, this guy and I went to school together in high school. We were both probably still dealing with our feelings, so we never saw each other in that light. We never talked much, and went our own way. But mid to late December of 2013, I found him on POF. He had changed a lot, becoming so attractive, and overall sounded like a really great guy. Now, messaging him wouldn't be the first time I have exposed myself to another guy in this town. And even if he was prepared to expose my secret, I didn't care, because there was just something about him that made me want to take that risk.
So I messaged him. He recognized me and we caught up for all the years that we missed out of not knowing each other. Turns out that when we knew each other, he was very much a straight man, but a very devastating break up led him to viewing love in a new way, seeking a relationship, or even friendship from men who were in the same boat as he was. Immediately, I knew he was something special. He didn't ask for sex, no nude photos, nor did he ask for any dirty fantasies and such. He was as gentleman, telling me up front that he was simply wanting to meet new people and see where that led to.
One day, I asked him if he wanted to have dinner. He said yes, and we went and had dinner in town. I figured, "Now I'll see if he is really this great in person." And he was. We had so much in common together, he was a very clean guy, and was just overall a nice person to be around. That was the first time in my life when I was disappointed to part ways.
That point on, I had a crush on him and began developing feelings for him. Since he paid for dinner, I was under the impression that it was sign of his same feelings for me. While I hinted that I saw it as something more, he made it clear that he was only looking for friends, and I didn't push the subject.
But while we were talking, he kept asking to hang out, watch movies, have me over to his place and whatnot. I was convinced that he wanted a "second date."
Since we went to the same university, I took him out to lunch one day as a thank you for paying for my dinner. And that too was a great experience and I thought it clearly showed mutual signs from both of us that we had some kind of feelings for each other.
While I continued to hold my tongue, and continued to chat with him as a friend, I noticed that his interaction with me became less and less. One weekend, I didn't hear from him at all, which was very unlike him. Once he came back in contact with me, he said that he had a friend over for the weekend. I understood that it could be possible to lose track of your phone while a friend was over, but was not convinced that you could lose contact for 3 whole days.
The moment I feared finally came a week after. I'm unsure how it came about, but he eventually told me that the friend that came over was someone that he had feelings for, and was unsure how to approach it. I tried to be a good friend and support him, but very quickly I came to the conclusion that I had became close enough with him that I could share my true feelings for him and there was a possibility that he shared those same feelings.
So I told him. And while he did admit that he knew of my feelings before I told him, he wouldn't tell me if he thought the same of me. He said that this revelation complicated things between us. He never would tell me what his thoughts of me were though. So I kept asking him, hoping that no matter what his answer was, I would either become something more than a friend to him, or move on a be a best friend to him. He said no, he didn't have feelings for me. I told him it was fine, and we can go back to being good friends that we had become for a month and a half.
Four months have passed, and I have not heard from him since. I eventually grew tired of having my messages ignored, so I deleted his number from my phone, erasing any temptation I may still have to contact him. And since then, I have never heard from him.
Recently, I have heard that he came out to his mother, and that he is in a relationship with the man that he had met while we were friends. I'm more than happy for him, knowing that all of this was a big journey for him. But it breaks my heart that I couldn't be there with him during his journey; as a friend. Sure, I had feelings for him, and I still wish it had worked out between us, but it hurts me more that I destroyed what I believe to be a true friendship that could have lasted us years.
I'm sorry guys, you all probably didn't want to hear my whole story. I just had to get this story that has been eating me every day out there. And maybe, just maybe, I will one day get the chance to talk to him again and make things right.
So my question to you is if I am at fault here, or was he not prepared to continue a friendship where the other person wanted more?