so this is somewhat eating at me cause i can’t tell anyone, but i’ll give some context. I (21 m but 20 at the time) did a show with a community theater group over the summer. Going into it I wasn’t expecting to get much more from it than the experience of doing another show. Boy was I fucking wrong.
The first day of rehearsals i ended up sitting near this group of people near my own age. We all started talking about past shows we had done and me and another guy (18 m) bonded over the fact that we were both in a “bad version of hamilton” (we both went to predominantly white schools in east tennessee). skip forward about a week and there’s a sort of friend group formed of the “youths” as the ass. director put it.
I didn’t notice it at first but after about a week of knowing this guy i started to fall for him. i would text him outside of rehearsal, i’d get excited to see him, and i’d subconsciously try to sit near him. well after some talking over snapchat we decide we’d hang out outside of rehearsal, and then go to the no kings protest after.
this ended up being one of the best days of my summer. though i was pretty nervous to be at the protest because of my conservative family he was always very attentive and understanding about those anxieties. later that night at rehearsal i looked over at him and realized i thought he was cute. (cue the cursing in my brain)
i didn’t say anything to him about it during the rehearsal for the show not wanting to make him or anyone else in the cast uncomfortable. (what i should also mention now is that at least over the summer he had a girlfriend i’m not sure if they’re together now but that’s another reason why i didn’t say anything) He is Bi which is why i caught feelings in the first place. i don’t know why but i never end up falling for straight guys.
now it’s about a month later and I still can’t stop thinking about him. you’d think about 150 miles would help me get over him but apparently not. I was telling my friend Rebecca about him and how when i see his face i get the feeling that i could look for hours and never get tired of seeing him. her response was “honey you’re in love”.
the worst part about this whole thing is i can’t really talk to anyone about it. All my friends are too busy to have a proper yap session about it, and the one that aren’t wouldn’t be super supportive. (i go to a private christian school not my by choice they just gave me the best scholarships).