The life of an adult can be hard, but sometimes, the life of a kid can be harder. It’s not that adults don’t get stressed, they do but what about the kids? Often times, when kids get asked how their day at school was by their parents, they lie and say “good”. But it’s not “good” it’s horrible, at least, for me it is. But the parents never push it, and sometimes, that can be a bad thing. It’s not very noticeable, but there are times, when kids have a lot more on their plates then their parents
I first started questioning my sexuality when I caught, what I though was feelings for my best friend since 3rd grade. We stopped talking after 3rd grade but became best friends again on the first day of middle school.
She is an amazing person with the perfect looks, in my eyes anyway. I tried giving her tiny hints, here and there, that I was into her. Like calling her beautiful and telling her I love her when I have to leave. But she Isn’t the very, let’s say, observant person. And she thinks the little efforts I’m trying to make were just things that all friends do. She thinks it’s normal for me and that I do that to all my friends
You see, in school I was known as “the nice girl” because I was always happy and helping others. I had a fair amount of friends and they always made me feel a little bit better when I’m upset, but I could never really tell them why I was sad. I was known as sensitive, nice, caring, smart, responsible, and perfect. But it was all just an act I put on, sometimes at home, too. I was actually insensitive, kinda emotionless and cold, average, irresponsible, and, according to myself, a disappointment. People just expected too much from me. I was told to be happy more, but it’s not easy, sometimes, you just need to let it all out from your eyes. I was told to study harder and be a better students, but it’s not easy when you’re head is everywhere else. I was told to be grateful, and I am, but I also have a lot of things to be ungrateful for.
And I can’t even cry and run to my parents and tell them everything that makes me upset because their homophobic and I don’t want to be a burden . . .
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