Crossroads
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Hi everyone.
Just want to say before I start that this forum has been a great help to me. Reading some of your stories reassured me that I'm not the only one that has loneliness problems. Thank you all for that. If you think you can help me, I'd really appreciate a response. I don't think anyone has been up front about this before..
I was never a shy kid. In high school, I had a great girlfriend, good friends, and overall a good experience in school. I was never the scholar however. I would cut class constantly, go late, and have miserable grades throughout my time there. (Mind you, the friends part was what was so good about it, not the actual "school" thing haha) I hung out with a crowd of friends who were on the soccer team, I myself didn't play soccer, so they definitely had a much closer bond to each other than me. I didn't mind that so much, I felt as if I was my own person. I don't know why, or how, I ended up in the mindset that would eventually bring my social life to a complete halt.
It all started when (this is rather embarrassing) I suspected I was gay. I was NEVER the type you would suspect to be gay. The feeling/thought shocked me for the most part, and I confided in one of my friends. I remember saying "don't say anything, but I think I had a gay phase" while we were driving to pick up a friend from work. He looked at me puzzled for a second, then I remember saying a joke or something hoping it would brush off. Later on I would grow PARANOID. First off, I felt major anxiety and depression. So much so that I actually called out of work saying I was having an "emotional breakdown" and if I could stay home. It was so bad. I felt at the time that I was in fact gay, and didn't know it. It was like I thought my sub-conscious wired my thoughts and feelings and I felt as if I came off as gay to my friends and never knew it. The worse part that changed everything was when I confided in my "best friend". We were outside talking about me. I was acting like I was suicidal. I realized I didn't want him to worry like that, and made a joke like "yeah, I might go all kurt cobain" and just laughed it off. We were talking and I remember him saying "I think Daniel is gay" (Which is the first person I told about my "gay phase"). It struck me as suspicious because why would he say something like that? I thought he really thought I was gay, and was doing some sort of jedi mind trick to make me say "I am too" or something. I for one never thought about Daniel in such a way, and we were like a 3 person crew that knew everything about each other. Later, he invited me up to his room to play Call of Duty and I couldn't help but think he was trying to do some sort of psychology test on me. Saying things like "sit here" which was a space closer to him (his family hoards, so there was only space to sit on the bed) My first thought was "Well, its directly in front of the TV, so thats probably why he said that" so I did. I immediately felt as if I fell into a trap. Like he wanted to confirm that I was gay for him or something. I felt extremely uncomfortable when I thought that. We gamed for a few rounds and I said I was gonna head home. I remember walking to my car and saying before I got in "you're my brother dude". Hoping he would understand that I was telling him he was my best friend. He said "thanks man" and I drove off. About 5 minutes later, I was paranoid again. Thinking about what just happened and if my other friend told him I had a "phase". I pulled over and called him on my cell. After talking for a little, I said "dude, I'm gay" and I never regretting something so fast in my entire life. I did the absolute dumbest thing right after by saying "my uncle molested me when I was a kid". That was a lie. I thought if I just spewed out huge statements about my life that he would think i was lying or joking or something. The worse thing was I was in tears and it was obvious I think i was actually having some sort of breakdown. I can't belive I just said "my uncle molested me".. yes, I said that. I remember him saying "dude, what? you can't joke about that kind of stuff" and I felt stupid. He then said "dude, if your gay, I'm not like that, I can't help you" and I've never felt so alienated. Like I actually was gay talking to someone who I thought I was before. He offered to meet me somewhere, but I thought that would make the situation worse and I declined. That was the worse experience and most dramatic change I ever had. I remember texting him 3 texts at a time trying to justify what I said and trying to convince him I wasn't gay.
It all came to a head when I met up with him and another friend at a mall. It was noticeable he hesitated to walk up to me, so I came to him and this other guy Neil. Things seemed normal and I was relieved. Maybe he didn't say anything about what happened i thought. When we were done talking, I was about to go to my car when Neil said "so what, are you going on a date or something" I noticed my friend chuckle a little and I knew he told him. Maybe I was paranoid, but I just didn't think my friend could keep his mouth shut. I gave Neil the finger and walked away, probably making the situation worse. He sounded offended when he yelled "where are you going" when i was walking away, I said "home" and drove off. I later apologized to Neil in a text saying "sorry man, I just don't have my head on". Trying to justify the situation. The next few weeks were so abnormal. My friends would just want to hang out with me 1 on 1. That would never happen. We would always cruise in groups. Like my main 3 friends and whoever happened to show up. I felt as if they had to see for themselves weather I was actually gay or not. Always asking these weird questions thinking my response would flat out tell them I was gay. It never happened and they never said "are you gay" at all. It was like they just wanted to assume I was, and make me the ass of every joke. There is no denying they talk behind my back.
I felt as if everyone assumes I'm gay now, even my ex-girlfriend, who I had the hardest time getting over when she left me (which is another long topic entirely). Since then, I NEVER and i mean this, NEVER get called up. I would always call them and pretty much invite myself to parties. Thinking I could clarify things by just showing them I'm the exact same person I was and everything would be back to normal again. The worst part is, it seemed to be. They would all seem so happy to see me. We would laugh, get drunk, and to me it felt so good to be accepted again. But its all a fake. The next day the same thing, no calls, no invite, not even a hi on my facebook. Its been going on for so long now that I've just given up. I don't call them anymore, they continue not to call me, and what makes things worse is I always see them together on facebook having the most fun with new friends.
I'm always at home, staying up late, trying to figure out how to make things better. I've somewhat accepted that fact that I've lost all my friends. I had such good times with them, and it seems it can never be that way again. At least now I've become confident in my sexuality. I know now that I am not gay. I recently discovered that I probably had HOCD, which is homophobia obsessive compulsive disorder. I'm glad it was actually just a phase, although I have no problem with gay people. It actually taught me to be more accepting to others. My problem now is, I don't know how to make new friends. I've had these people for so long, and to be thrown away like this is depressing. I just don't know where to start or if I can even have "best friends" anymore. Everyone just seems to be happy where they are, and I'm just a nobody.
If you've had a sexuality problem similar to mine, I'd be happy to help you get a better understanding of yourself. I just need help branching out. I don't know where to start.
Thank you to anyone who reads all of this.
I understand I've made mistakes. I hope someone can take something away from this story and avoid this unnecessary pain.
Just want to say before I start that this forum has been a great help to me. Reading some of your stories reassured me that I'm not the only one that has loneliness problems. Thank you all for that. If you think you can help me, I'd really appreciate a response. I don't think anyone has been up front about this before..
I was never a shy kid. In high school, I had a great girlfriend, good friends, and overall a good experience in school. I was never the scholar however. I would cut class constantly, go late, and have miserable grades throughout my time there. (Mind you, the friends part was what was so good about it, not the actual "school" thing haha) I hung out with a crowd of friends who were on the soccer team, I myself didn't play soccer, so they definitely had a much closer bond to each other than me. I didn't mind that so much, I felt as if I was my own person. I don't know why, or how, I ended up in the mindset that would eventually bring my social life to a complete halt.
It all started when (this is rather embarrassing) I suspected I was gay. I was NEVER the type you would suspect to be gay. The feeling/thought shocked me for the most part, and I confided in one of my friends. I remember saying "don't say anything, but I think I had a gay phase" while we were driving to pick up a friend from work. He looked at me puzzled for a second, then I remember saying a joke or something hoping it would brush off. Later on I would grow PARANOID. First off, I felt major anxiety and depression. So much so that I actually called out of work saying I was having an "emotional breakdown" and if I could stay home. It was so bad. I felt at the time that I was in fact gay, and didn't know it. It was like I thought my sub-conscious wired my thoughts and feelings and I felt as if I came off as gay to my friends and never knew it. The worse part that changed everything was when I confided in my "best friend". We were outside talking about me. I was acting like I was suicidal. I realized I didn't want him to worry like that, and made a joke like "yeah, I might go all kurt cobain" and just laughed it off. We were talking and I remember him saying "I think Daniel is gay" (Which is the first person I told about my "gay phase"). It struck me as suspicious because why would he say something like that? I thought he really thought I was gay, and was doing some sort of jedi mind trick to make me say "I am too" or something. I for one never thought about Daniel in such a way, and we were like a 3 person crew that knew everything about each other. Later, he invited me up to his room to play Call of Duty and I couldn't help but think he was trying to do some sort of psychology test on me. Saying things like "sit here" which was a space closer to him (his family hoards, so there was only space to sit on the bed) My first thought was "Well, its directly in front of the TV, so thats probably why he said that" so I did. I immediately felt as if I fell into a trap. Like he wanted to confirm that I was gay for him or something. I felt extremely uncomfortable when I thought that. We gamed for a few rounds and I said I was gonna head home. I remember walking to my car and saying before I got in "you're my brother dude". Hoping he would understand that I was telling him he was my best friend. He said "thanks man" and I drove off. About 5 minutes later, I was paranoid again. Thinking about what just happened and if my other friend told him I had a "phase". I pulled over and called him on my cell. After talking for a little, I said "dude, I'm gay" and I never regretting something so fast in my entire life. I did the absolute dumbest thing right after by saying "my uncle molested me when I was a kid". That was a lie. I thought if I just spewed out huge statements about my life that he would think i was lying or joking or something. The worse thing was I was in tears and it was obvious I think i was actually having some sort of breakdown. I can't belive I just said "my uncle molested me".. yes, I said that. I remember him saying "dude, what? you can't joke about that kind of stuff" and I felt stupid. He then said "dude, if your gay, I'm not like that, I can't help you" and I've never felt so alienated. Like I actually was gay talking to someone who I thought I was before. He offered to meet me somewhere, but I thought that would make the situation worse and I declined. That was the worse experience and most dramatic change I ever had. I remember texting him 3 texts at a time trying to justify what I said and trying to convince him I wasn't gay.
It all came to a head when I met up with him and another friend at a mall. It was noticeable he hesitated to walk up to me, so I came to him and this other guy Neil. Things seemed normal and I was relieved. Maybe he didn't say anything about what happened i thought. When we were done talking, I was about to go to my car when Neil said "so what, are you going on a date or something" I noticed my friend chuckle a little and I knew he told him. Maybe I was paranoid, but I just didn't think my friend could keep his mouth shut. I gave Neil the finger and walked away, probably making the situation worse. He sounded offended when he yelled "where are you going" when i was walking away, I said "home" and drove off. I later apologized to Neil in a text saying "sorry man, I just don't have my head on". Trying to justify the situation. The next few weeks were so abnormal. My friends would just want to hang out with me 1 on 1. That would never happen. We would always cruise in groups. Like my main 3 friends and whoever happened to show up. I felt as if they had to see for themselves weather I was actually gay or not. Always asking these weird questions thinking my response would flat out tell them I was gay. It never happened and they never said "are you gay" at all. It was like they just wanted to assume I was, and make me the ass of every joke. There is no denying they talk behind my back.
I felt as if everyone assumes I'm gay now, even my ex-girlfriend, who I had the hardest time getting over when she left me (which is another long topic entirely). Since then, I NEVER and i mean this, NEVER get called up. I would always call them and pretty much invite myself to parties. Thinking I could clarify things by just showing them I'm the exact same person I was and everything would be back to normal again. The worst part is, it seemed to be. They would all seem so happy to see me. We would laugh, get drunk, and to me it felt so good to be accepted again. But its all a fake. The next day the same thing, no calls, no invite, not even a hi on my facebook. Its been going on for so long now that I've just given up. I don't call them anymore, they continue not to call me, and what makes things worse is I always see them together on facebook having the most fun with new friends.
I'm always at home, staying up late, trying to figure out how to make things better. I've somewhat accepted that fact that I've lost all my friends. I had such good times with them, and it seems it can never be that way again. At least now I've become confident in my sexuality. I know now that I am not gay. I recently discovered that I probably had HOCD, which is homophobia obsessive compulsive disorder. I'm glad it was actually just a phase, although I have no problem with gay people. It actually taught me to be more accepting to others. My problem now is, I don't know how to make new friends. I've had these people for so long, and to be thrown away like this is depressing. I just don't know where to start or if I can even have "best friends" anymore. Everyone just seems to be happy where they are, and I'm just a nobody.
If you've had a sexuality problem similar to mine, I'd be happy to help you get a better understanding of yourself. I just need help branching out. I don't know where to start.
Thank you to anyone who reads all of this.
I understand I've made mistakes. I hope someone can take something away from this story and avoid this unnecessary pain.