People Are Remembering The Time They Finally Had the Guts to Ask a Crush Out

I know it's a little frowned upon. But I asked my gym crush out. At the gym. While she was working out. One of the most memorable relationships I've ever had.

So to be perfectly honest I first noticed her because of her looks. She was there every time I was there, which was most days. I had never talked to her before, and I didn't know any of her friends from the gym.

So needless to say, I was a total stranger. Over time I in my head decided that somehow I was going to talk to her. I am very introverted by nature but she was so pretty and she looked like a nice girl.

I thought to myself I have to at least give it a shot. So after many gym sessions on being there and trying to work up the courage but failing.

One night, she was on the elliptical. I for some reason thought this would be the perfect opportunity. I racked my head on what to say, I am not a smooth guy. I trip over my tongue under pressure. But I went up to her.

I said Excuse me, she stopped, and I introduced myself. I was very direct with her. I told her that I thought she was beautiful and like someone I'd like to get to know. Would you like to go out for dinner sometime?.

She was a little taken aback I could tell I just completely got her by surprise. But to my amazement, she said. Ummm yeah. And she smiled. So then I asked for her number. We exchanged numbers.

Then before I could ruin it. I said have a good workout and ran away with her number. To go and laugh my ass off in the locker room. I was so excited!

So then I calmed the fuck down. I did my workout and it just so happened that she was still there after an hour, I was walking out when she caught up to me. It must have been around 10pm.

She asked why I asked her out. I offered to walk her to her car. I told her that she caught my eye before and I just felt like shed be a cool person to know. She told me she liked that.

That first night, we stayed in the parking lot until 2am talking. About nothing, but talking. We didnt want to go home so we went to Dennys. And them we talked some more. And had breakfast and the whole time I was in utter shock. But I guess it didnt show. We didnt kiss or anything that night. But we talked for maybe 6 hours? And then we said goodbye with a hug.

Eventually we started going out and then we were in a relationship for about a year, before I joined the Navy. I asked her to come but she declined. She has a mother with failing health to take care of and her young brother. We decided to part ways.

Of course it fucking sucked, for a while I thought we might run the distance. But it's okay, one of the best relationships I've ever had with one of the most beautiful and kind girls I've ever had the luck to get to know.

And all because, I decided to ask a stranger to dinner.

Username: HooninAround

I'll refer to my crush as "A". We were 17. I told A's friend that I liked A and asked when/where would be a good place/time to tell her. The friend told me A would be at school on Saturday doing first aid training, so I should tell her then.

I spent the journey building up the courage, and I saw her as she was leaving. I told her how I felt. A told me that she couldn't date me because her family was really strict and wouldn't stand for it. I "accepted" her answer - actually believing it to be a dishonest excuse and that she simply wasn't into me like that. I went home.

Later that day the friend called me to say how surprised and flattered A was that I had the courage and made the effort to do what I did. The friend told me that A declined because she came from an ethnic background that frowned upon dating people of my ethnicity, and that her family wouldn't tolerate it (something that genuinely didn't occur to me at the time).

Even then I didn't believe it. I lived in a vary diverse area in London with a lot of racial cohesion so I hadn't experienced this kind of prejudice before. I figured A just asked her friend to call me to ease the pain after the blow. I decided to spend that summer getting over her.

Over the summer I noticed A was texting me a lot for mundane conversation - asking how my day is going etc. I assumed it was because she felt guilty for rejecting me and wanted me to feel like we could still be friends. I kept her at a distance, trying not to be emotionally (romantically) invested in someone who wasn't interested in me like that.

By the end of Summer I was over her. September rolled around, we all went back to school, all was fine. About a week later A pulled me for a chat after school. She explained that she regrets rejecting me and that it was because of her strict family and our ethic differences. "But I don't care about any of that anymore" she exclaimed.

I was silent for a while before explaining that I originally thought it was just an excuse. I told her I spent the summer getting over her, and that I didn't feel the same anymore. She sat on a bench and cried.

I wasn't sure whether she wanted space or company (probably not mine), so I texted her friend telling her where A was and that she needed a shoulder. I sat with A in silence until her friend got there, then I left.

I learned not to be so jaded and to take people at their word. I became a little less naive to when a girl is giving me hints that they like me. I learned to be aware of cultural differences in my dating life. Yeah - I learned a lot.

Username: Dominic__24

Always thought my life was a tragedy but from recent events it turned out to be a comedy. So been attracted to this girl in Uni ( both working in a hospital as students) since end of our first year ( we will call her B)

We did get a bit close to each eachother, and things were getting good between us. During December of last year as a students decided to tell her. When walking back from the library decided it was a right time.

Unfortunately my anxiety started kicking in ( which I never had tbh) , started feeling butterflies ( and by that I mean butterfly knives...) in my stomach. Started feeling sick and vomited about 3 times before getting back to accomodation.

Invited her over for a quick chat, to explain some stuff. Told her about the feelings. She didn't see me as anything more as a friend, and said that due to my name she thinks of me as her brother ( although I'm know as Matt and not Mathew)

But said that she'd be willing to go out and do stuff with me and "if anything happens, it happens" during that time.We seemed to get a bit closer after that "incident", although we never went out just the two of us anywhere out ( meal/movie/some sort of attraction or event) but still did stuff as a group (a work related expo, or a live autopsy simulation).

We got our results in June, graduated in July and started working in the same hospital as we trained in September.

During that time December and September I knew my feelings were strong towards her, and wanted to let her know. So the stupid me left a confession letter for her in her locker ( definitely the weirdest and creepiest way to do it...) and asked her to open it once she gets home after her shift ( which would be at midnight).

She read it and told me that she already got with someone right after graduation from her old work that she knew for the same time as me. Hit me like a truck. As I knew I was 4 months late in telling her the true feelings I felt.

Felt like crap the following 2 days and was worried that I'd be full of spite and hate towards her at work, but thankfully wasn't ( as she is the purest and kind person I had ever met in my life)

I asked her for a last one chat just to explain myself and just say I'm happy for her and wished her both happiness and luck in her new ( and possibly first relationship) as I would had assumed my past actions would had made things creepy between us, and I didn't want to leave on any bad grounds especially when we will be working together at the same workplace for probably a good time ( I'll prolly give it 2 years before she'll consider moving somewhere else)

But she was understanding and more kind than I should ever deserve. She said that if I do still want to take her somewhere she will be happy to go ( as it was one of the promises I made to her a while back)
So that is still pending ( which makes me think I gotta be the most friend zoned person in the world, that I'll be taking someone else's girlfriend for a casual date, but unfortunately I always keep to my promise)
Things between us are still awesome and chill between us, which I am happy about.

I just hope the guy treats her right, as she deserves the best in life, something I probably wouldn't be able to give, even though I was bit on the off side about finding out that the person was already married ( she attended his wedding), and had a child with his ex, who was abusive towards him ( he asked her after they split up).

But I'm in no position to judge or make assumptions about him as I never met the guy in my life, but I know that B wouldn't rush into a bad decision. Hope he doesn't pull any kind of shit on her as a person with such a pure heart doesn't deserve to go through any sort of emotional pain.

Username: zerotailb

The first time was in 7th grade. One day, after school, looked up at my friend and I said I liked him. He said, "Wait... you?! Ewe!" As I started walking away I said, "hahaha nah... that's silly. I'm... uh... just kidding. Ha... I'm gonna go home now. Haha. Gotcha!"

At the time I was being made fun of for looking poor. One fat kid would call me "cucaracha" or roach in Spanish because he felt that I probably had roaches at home.

Fast forward to junior year of high school. I'm still the weird girl, but i got paid $5 dollars a day for babysitting and eventually had enough for clothes that actually fit me. I was pretty shy because of some girls that picked up my shirt in 5th grade to look at my "adult bra" and would normally wear a hoodie all day.

Like a made for tv movie, we were in english class working on some assignment. The room was was pretty loud with conversations all around. I finished early and stood up to take my hoodie off. When it got over my head, the room was silent. For the next month, people were coming at me from all over the school (there were about 3000 kids separated into 3 tracks) telling me that they've been in love with me for years.

I didnt know who most of them were. I got mad and rejected all of them. Now that they can see I have a nice body with curves I'm suddenly worthy of attention? Pfft.

During this time, I end up meeting a guy that was 2yrs older. He was annoyingly tall for how short I was/am but he was smart. Smarter than any guy I had met at the time, but one of the most emotionally dumb people I've ever met, to date.

I caught him checking out my butt when I was trying to coax a cat from under a car, but ignored it. One day, soon after, he grabbed my hands and exclaimed, "Your hands are so small! They're like little rat fingers. How do you even grab things? Let me see them!" Well, he kept grabbing my hands to examine them every time we'd meet.

Eventually, I stopped caring, he stopped looking at them and then he just held them. One day we were walking holding hands. I look up at him to ask, " so.... does this mean we're together?" He shrugs and says, "Yeah. I guess so."

He's now married with a young woman. We stopped dating 1.5yrs after high school, when my son was 4 months old (don't trust birth control alone). My little dude is now 12 and my height. He doesn't really know his biological father (not because I kept them from each other) and he's an amazing future adult that talks to me like his bestfriend, but respects me enough to listen to me.

Anyway, I've been rejected a few times... I've definitely been on the other side of that coin too, but life is pain. It's a beautiful, painful learning experience. Go ask out whoever's caught your eye. Maybe they'll give it back. That seems painful.

Username: mahdyie

Well I first met my crush through art college, he was a very intimidating looking man because he looked like a viking and could easily crush me if he wanted! And me being a person with social anxiety, I just tried to ignore him and let him do his own business.

But then he decided to slide on in and try to talk to me, of course I was shitting myself but I tried my best to give him some small talk, turns out he's a pretty funny guy who was surprisingly easy to talk with and I actually felt a little comfortable with him and turned into one of my first friends I made in that college until I met another who turned into my ex.

After months I was in a different relationship with an ex who turned out to be an abusive asshole, but I did finally break up with him. Of course I was hurt and a bit scarred after what happened but my crush was by my side and I also decided to hang out with him more. He was wondering if I was ok after my previous relationship, I didn't tell him how my ex was abusive because I was scared and grown some trust issues.

I got to know him a bit more and the more I hung out with him, the more my feelings began to grow. I honestly didn't want to have any feelings for someone after my previous relationship and I blame for the fact that I have a crush on people easily, but I couldn't help it... he was such a caring man and he was very genuine with how much he actually cared for me because I always looked so down and even cry sometimes he grows worried for me and always tries to cheer me up with jokes and telling his own stories of his childhood.

So a month later, I decided to invite him over to my place and he joined. We had a fun time, watched some Youtube videos, chilling in the front room and had some take-out and drinks. Turns out we liked most of the same stuff and we're huge foodies and we also kept poking fun at each other.

Got to know him a bit more and he told me more about how he actually feels about me, at the fact thet he was also intimidated by me because, even though I'm a 5'3 woman, I have really broad shoulders but he found me kind of cute as well. I was kind of shocked, I wanted to tell him, but for some reason I didn't which was a dumb move.

So the next day I went to college and on lunch break, I said "fuck it!" I sat him down on one of the tables in the quiet corner of the lunch room and told him I have a crush on him. The look on his face was just pure shock and redness, he actually didn't know what to say.

I also turned red and became embarrassed like somehow fucked up or something and kind of panicked but he calmed me down... because he also had the same feelings for me as well, even though I'm a wreck...

It also turns out that this is his first relationship and we've been together for 4 and a half years and still going really strong after our ups and downs! We're soon hoping to move out and live together and we even talked about marriage if we ever want to do it later in life.

I will definitely say that my mental health and wellbeing has improved a lot more now that I'm with him and I trust him deeply.

Username: DatOneSergalGal

Every other time I asked, got mad rejected. I went through like 4 different crushes before I finally got one that said yes.

My current girlfriend, let's call her Kaili, because that is her name, I started talking to almost a year ago. I started talking to her a little bit before my birthday and at this point I was pretty much fed up with rushing after girls and getting nothing; I was finally content with being single. But then, I started talking to her.

It was daily conversations, I mostly messaged first but to my surprise she messaged me first too when I hadn't gotten to it yet. She was amazing and so good, I was really starting to think she liked me. I made a deal with myself because I have a habit of getting feelings for people quickly, that I wouldn't tell her I liked her until I'd been talking to her for a little over a month. (Because, lo and behold, I caught feelings quickly)

As we were talking she had started liking me too and didn't know if I liked her back, so she was in the same boat as I was. Until our friends started to give dating a go. My best friend and one of her best friends started to talk and date, so I instantly saw the opportunity to hang out with her in person more so that our relationship would not only be online communication (a plan which worked remarkably).

I started organising to hang out with the four of us and after a few times we decided to go out to a movie (into the spiderverse).

Unfortunately, my friend who was somewhat vulnerable at the time had guilt tripped me into inviting him as well. From Kaili's perspective, it looked like we had planned a double date, but then I last minute invited my other friend so that it didn't seem like it. She. Was. Not. Happy.

Kaili was genuinely upset because she thought I didn't like her and she decided to try and move on from me (although remember the timeline is still on the day of the movie). Later that night, I had finally worked up the courage to ask her out (after a failed decision to tell her before we left and another failed decision to call her up, I texted her).

And so, that leads us to today, where we're happily together just 4 days past 10 months. Don't lose hope boys and girls, you'll find one out there. You just gotta find the /right/ one.

Also I know asking her out over text is bad but man did I have some anxiety issues and I literally couldn't bring myself to do it during the day and I was adamant about asking her that day.

Username: sneezy02

Probably too late to the party and I'm not sure if it fits 100%, but here I go anyway. Had this pretty major crush on this girl, who went to the same single year bording school as me.

As cringy as it sounds, I would dream about her and pretty much my entire year was occupied with the thought of being with her. Halfway through the year we actually became really close friends, but being an insecure, introverted master of self-deprecating humor, I could never bring myself to actually express my feelings outright.

I was just saying stuff like "Oh I'm gonna be forever alone, no girl is ever gonna wanna date me" to her face, hoping that she would take pity and more importantly, initiative. For some strange reason, that strategy didn't work (crazy right?) and time passed, as time does, the year ending without me coming clean. About a year goes by, where we both move on with our lives and education in different cities, and we only really see each other every now and again at reunion parties. However, the idea of her was still just engrained in my mind.

I eventually started to move on, meeting new people and so on, until one fateful party. My good old crush was there and we both managed to get significantly drunk enough to take a walk together. The party location was right up next to a wooded area and the fog was heavy.

Between the fog and the alcohol the whole ordeal was already surreal, that was until she professed her long standing crush on me, then it became very surreal. Needless to say it seemed like a dream come true and we instantly began dating.

I'd love to say that our relationship stood the test of time and that she was the one, but the affair was fairly short lived. It was a relatively long distance relationship and we were both very inexperienced, which certainly didn't help either.

However, the ultimate killer was the simple fact, that the spark was dead. We had waited to long and the reality of our relationship did not meet our (perhaps inflated) expectations.

We end up breaking it up over text and the pièce de résistance of the story which makes me cringe myself to sleep ever so often, is when I screenshot the breakup conversation to send to my friend, but instead send it right back to my crush, prompting me to freak out and write some stupid shit like "oh sorry hahahaha I just thought it was pretty awkward". Yikes.

Username: [deleted]

Okay so this is a bit of a story. When I was in 7th grade I had a crush on this girl who sat in front of me in English class. Sure she was cute, but I liked that she was forward, ambitious, and really nice.

To be honest I always figured she was out of my league. She was pretty and popular, where as I was always awkwardly dressed, into anime, and had more acne then the moon had craters. However she always talked to me as if I was her equal. To her I was another human being with valid opinions. That wasn’t a common interaction for a kid like me in Texas.

One day we had a class outside and we were allowed to just goof off in the courtyard. I just kept to myself by my favorite tree waiting for class to end when suddenly she approached me.

From time to time she would talk to me from behind her desk, but she never interacted with me outside of the classroom, with no one else around. Part of me thought I was having a fantasy.

She seemed a bit nervous, but I told myself that there was no way she would be nervous to talk to me of all people.

“Hey” she said.
“Hey, what’s up?” I replied.
“Um, would you like to be my boyfriend?”

Now I knew I was fantasizing.
“What did you say?” I replied.
“Would you go out with me?” She repeated.

“Are you serious?”
She started blushing as she giggled, “Yes.”

Time froze, here I had the girl that I spent half of the last year quietly crushing over, asking ME out. It felt like the universe was giving me a gift, and even though I didn’t believe it was truly happening, I would have absolutely hated myself if I didn’t go for it.

“Yes, I want to be your boyfriend.”

There was this look of surprise on her face. Then I could hear girls laughing from the distance. I looked over to see some of her popular friends looking at us and snickering. The girl I had a crush was wearing this remorseful look on her face.

“I’m sorry they dared me to do it.” She said.
I was crushed.
“Oh, don’t worry about it.” I said, wearing a fake smile..

I remember having to go through the rest of my classes telling myself not to feel.
She never talked to me from behind her desk after that.
But I’m really glad that happened to me.

The pain I went through built my character. As I grew older my acne cleared, I became a lot more fashionable and fit, and my love for anime lead to a career in animation. But even as I became attractive I knew not to rely on looks,and to see more in people then they’re outward appearance.

Today I’m engaged to the most loving person I know, and she happens to have acne. And thanks in part to that experience I barely notice it.Don’t be afraid of getting crushed, you’ll survive and become stronger for it.

Username: ServantOfTheBurrito

One young-adult romance coming up: He had a girlfriend at the time and I knew this. We were in a travelling theatre group and were playing a married couple onstage in a farcical comedy.

With all the sexual tension you can possibly imagine holding true and manifesting in explosive onstage chemistry with ne'er a flirtatious word being exchanged offstage.

Did I forget to mention I was in a relationship at the time too? I had been crushing on him for about two years from afar. I'd seen him in multiple plays onstage (he was a great physical comedian) and we finally got the chance to act together two years later.

I knew he was crushing on me too by the way he barely mentioned his girlfriend around me and looked rather awkward if anyone referenced her around me. Caught him staring quite a few times too. I ended up playing the aloof sexual panther that I was, even though my loins were afire around him.

Finally, when our travels were at an end and we were all returning in the night coach back to our home city, the built-up tension of the past 10 days had reached a crescendo. He had chosen to sit right next to me, what more of a push did I need? We had fallen into a comfortable silence after a couple of hours of talking, so I tapped him on the shoulder.

I said, 'Hey, I have to get this off my chest, if for no other reason than you know how I feel and mostly because I can't hold it in like this. I know you have a girlfriend so I'm not expecting anything... but I think you're great.

I was really excited that we were in a play together because I had a crush on you for a long time. And since we've got to know one another... I realize I like you. A lot. So do with that what you will. Sometimes it's just nice to have an ego boost. So there you go.' Then I guess I was probably making awkward faces like what the fuck did I just do?

He was speechless for a while. Then he said it was the first time a girl ever said that to him. That it was not something he could have ever expected a girl to admit to. He looked pretty damn impressed actually.

He asked if he could call me later because he had to get off the bus soon. I said sure. His was one of the first drop-offs and he demanded everyone give him a hug before he left. (So he could hug me, ha. Real smooth)

Anyway, cut to the chase, he called me up, admitted he liked me too. I cut it off with my boyfriend, he cut it off with his girlfriend and we had a pretty good run of a couple of years until his schizophrenia was triggered by marijuana use and he pushed me out of his life forever. Yay, romance.

Username: NostalgicMachine

I’m currently going through this and it’s a fuckin roller coaster. I have a female friend that I caught up with a month ago(she came back to the states after a trip back home to Indonesia). We went out as friends one night and I had this hidden agenda to be FWB with her because she would have on and off FWBs so I thought I might be able to pull it off.

But after a few more nights out as friends, I started to crush on her. I eventually told her and she said she wasn’t sure how she felt and that we should try going with the flow.

Eventually, she told me that she tried and that she just doesn’t feel the same way but also that she’s had her eye on this guy for a few weeks, which is around the time I told her so the least she could’ve done is tell me there might be another guy so I could’ve taken care of these emotions before they got stronger.

Anyways, once she told me there wasn’t a chance, the level of depression that hit me was crazy for the next few days. I don’t wish that feeling on my worst enemy. However, we decided to stay friends and we still go out.

I try to be mature about it when she talks about her potential dates and boyfriends but it still stings and I haven’t told her that yet. My crush was already burning out and it was going back to just wanting to sleep with her.....until tonight....

(We went out this past Saturday) We were in a text convo and she told me she wanted to tell me something. She pretty much tells me that I was different on Saturday and that she felt something for me.....”at the time”. I asked her how I was different and she said that I was more interesting and fun to look at. (I was a bit more dressed up, I’ll admit but other then that, I felt like I had the same personality going).

I quoted “at the time”because since Saturday, she’s gone out with some other dude and I’m pretty sure they’ve hooked up the past week or two. Eventually she told me during the texts that let’s just forget this topic and I told her it’s ridiculous that she thinks I can just forget about something like this.

She crushed my heart once, told me there isn’t a chance, I processed it, now she’s telling me she felt something, but then tells me let’s forget about it. I don’t think she realizes how fucked up a thing she’s doing.

Anyways, this all ended with me texting her goodnight, in a “I’m done with you” sort of way and not a being nice way. I don’t plan on texting her until she texts me, and even when she does, I’m just gonna ignore her.

Just to clarify, I really value her as a friend and she’s made it very clear that she cares about me so much (I know, it may seem like she doesn’t based on this post), but I think she just doesn’t realize the extent of her actions.

When she texts me, I can’t wait to text back. But I’m just gonna fight it this time so she looks back at our last convo and hopefully realizes what she did.

Username: WeReWaTcHiNgYoUU

I was in 8th grade. It was a school trip to another city. More like a weird retreat because we had no internet and no electronics. But that's besides the point. I had a crush on this boy since 4th grade. I couldnt wait any longer, I had to ask him out.

I asked a friend of mine to bring this boy to a secluded area in the place where we were staying. She did.
He asked in the most annoyed tone "what?!"
I said, "i.. i like you."
He was looking away when he heard that. There was a pause which I HAD to fill because it was getting awkward.

I asked "sodoyouwannagooutwithme?"
He said "um......no?" Like it was obvious that he would never go out with me. I didnt know it was that obvious.
"I like someone else i met here." He continued.

I said "oh okcool no problem hahaha" even tho I badly wanted to know who this girl was.
He said "i have to go. Bye"
It broke my dumb 8th grade heart.

Worst part was that there were 4 more days left for the trip to end. He avoided me every single time.. like group games, projects, everything. It really hurt. I found out who the girl was from someone. She was way prettier than me, wasnt surprised. She's from a different school, so ive never seen her but all i knew that she was very f-ing pretty. (the trip was for students from different schools to come together and do some project)

On the way back to our home city, on the train, I was sitting alone listening to music. Probably some emo shit. He came and sat next to me. Took off one of my earphones. My stupid self thought he was going to say something nice, like "hey you know what, i've always liked you but never had the courage to tell you. Im sorry i said no to you"

But he said, "lets forget you asked me out. Dont tell anyone in school. Im telling everyone that me and her (that pretty af girl) are dating. Okay?" Like he was embarrassed that I asked him out. Also they werent dating lol. So weird.

I didnt say anything. He left. Never spoke to him again or even looked at him though I still kinda liked him. It took me 2 years to get over it lmao. Idk what about me was so bad that he was that mean. I thought I was an ok kid had a good group of friends.

I was a drummer in a band and was a straight A student. I just figured maybe i was ugly af and awkward. Anyway, its all good now.

Username: whatisyourproblemmm

It cost me a whole lot of self esteem, a week in the hospital, and my entire HSA fund, but I took her out to dinner twice and realized I wasn't as interested as I thought.

Story: I had a crush on this gal that I knew damn well wouldn't happen. But I stayed in contact and was just a distant friend. Fast forward a couple years we've hung out a few times and she's constantly hitting the gym and inviting people, so I agree. I helped her move a couch, she is down to hook up, my anxiety totally ruins that and gave me lasting scars.

Anyway, I go work out with her one day and give it literally 100%. I'm out of shape, we both know I can't keep up, but damnit she's gonna see my grit. And she saw it. I did every rep I could give her and kept my smartass flirting THE ENTIRE TIME which she took as I still had more in me.

Actually I just make jokes when nervous. Went to the hospital a couple days later with Rhabdomyolysis so bad the hospital equipment couldn't register the levels for 4 days. No joke, a CK (creatine something) of over 300 I was told is risking kidney shutdown.

The machine maxes out at 60k if memory serves. It took 4 days to even register on the machine. I asked her to dinner when I got out, picked a super expensive spot and got all dressed up. Fuck it, if I have a chance I'm gonna have a DATE.

Managed to fuck up that too, not by my doing but just wrong choice of restaurant. Amazing place, location itself made her sick. I get her home, I'm totally polite, I know she's not feeling well so I just confert her and head home.

We stay in touch and she's the first friend I show my house when I buy it. She rags on it the whole time and talks about how it's more work than I realize. I grew up renovating a 150yo house constantly, I knew exactly how much work I was in for but ok...

Then we (plus my daughter) grab some food and she just goes ape on my parenting choices with no context. I'm not talking major stuff either, I mean she was about to call a cab and leave when I made a joke I was shocked I survived to see 30 in front of my daughter.

Talk about a 180 in my attraction. Then we hung out alone after and she berates me for 2 hours and I just... Listen. I don't argue, I take it all because I was hoping she was right. I didn't want to see her in that light.

We hung out once since and she apologized, we are on good terms, but the damage was done. I think she still likes me so I've kept my distance to make sure I don't "fall in", lead her on, or get hurt.

I still like her, way more of a crush than is good for me, but I've decided she's just a good friend to have and left it at that. But FUCK it's hard. Can't hardly have a dream without her popping into it almost a year later.

Username: MentalSewage

This last year I got together with my crush. In high school there was this girl that I felt was always too good for me. I was 16 and a junior. She was 13 and a sophomore. She skipped a grade and I didn't know her age at the time.

She was always the smartest person in class, cute, sweet and I never thought I was smart enough or attractive enough to make it happen. I had a massive crush on her at that time and for many years after.

Through high school we became good friends and then we went our separate ways during college. I went to a state university and she went to Harvard which further solidified that she was way out of my league. I became a middling tech guy and she of course eventually became a physician.

Over the years, I eventually graduated from college, got married and got on with my life. She did the same. I made a good life for myself. My wife and I were/are successful. We have 2 great kids, couple of homes, and decent savings. I wouldn't say I was happy though. I always felt incomplete.

I've found that love comes in many different ways. How I love(d) my wife was because we were so different in the ways we thought, felt and responded about things and our differences made the relationship work. Over the years though, those differences, instead of being interesting, just becomes overbearing. Kids further exasperated that feeling.

Eventually, my wife and I got a divorce. I was/am 50, renting a condo and sharing the kids 50/50. There is a pandemic going on but I really wanted to move on with my life. At 50, I felt I still had the opportunity to have that life I always wanted. I am well off, healthy and still very physically capable.

I didn't want to live my "golden years" alone. I eventually signed up on Ok Cupid and Match to try and find my soul mate. I went on a few dates but after a few months, it really wasn't going anywhere and I was getting bored with Zoom dates and getting stuck on hikes with people I am not really in to.

Turning 50 during the pandemic really gave me time to reflect on my life and the people in it. I didn't have a party since -covid- and most of my friends didn't even know I was going through a divorce. It did give me the opportunity to think about those people in my life that had meant the most to me and who I would most like to spend my birthday with or life in general with.

Besides my kids, I thought about this one friend of mine whom I've known for the last 34 years. We always stayed in touch and would spend 2 or 3 days together every year so it wasn't like she was a totally stranger now. She also had kids and was divorced.

She is as beautiful as she has always been and as successful as you'd imagine an Harvard educated doctor would be. Sadly though, she was dating and had been seeing a man for a few months.

After a couple more months her relationship ended. Bummer! I eventually got up the courage to tell her how I felt about her. The first day we spent together turned into a weekend and it went from me saying I love you to her saying it back, that first day. It has been 6 months since and everything is as wonderful as I could have imagined.

As I mentioned earlier, I had a relationship where the attraction was based on differences. This one though, is based on similarities. Although both are great in terms of attraction, my experience in this relationship has given me everything I have ever wanted.

I can share my beliefs, ideas, solutions, everything on my mind without the feeling of being judged. It has been such a revelation that has allowed me to accept myself and be a better version of myself.

So, what was it like to successfully get with your crush? My 16 year old self has been high fiving my 50 year old self for the better part of 6 months. It has been a life changing experience.

Username: notaforumbot

I had a crush on one of the most beautiful girls on campus, back when I was in university in 2016, I first saw her when I was doing my second year and she was doing her third year but failed some modules so we ended up in the same class.

Fast forward a later we end up doing in the same group for an assignment. I always put her in top 3 on my list if beautiful girls on campus, so I thought she would never date me nor talk to me. As we worked together I found out that she was the nicest and sweetest girl ever, forever friendly with everyone.

Some girls would consider me "cute" so I was always walking around on campus with different girls, just passing time and doing actual school work. About two months passed, me and my crush are talking only via a WhatsApp group we had, mainly about school work.

The project disbanded but we still continued using the group (still active as of February 2021), then I decided to text her privately to ask her a school related question, she then saved my numbers and I would stalk her profile by looking at her by checking her profile picture and WhatsApp statuses (when they were inteoduced), then proceeded to stalk her on Facebook and Instagram.

I would see her now and then as she didn't attend all of her classes and she would tease me about the girls I'm always with on campus and I didn't think much of it. Fast forward months later we start to chat regularly and hang around campus, we even start to be close.

I didn't think much about it because she had a boyfriend who she was dating for 5 years at that time, so I still hanged out with different people on campus, and whenever she would see me with a girl she would get jealous and try to get all my attention and all. So I ended thinking she's into me but never pursued her.

To cut the story short, we started talking again in mid 2018 after graduation, started dating, I even got her a job where I was working whole she was looking for an internship elsewhere.

Things were well for a month or two, but I could see the change in her, she was always friendly when we were with people but grumpy and short tempered when with me and she told me "I don't like people, I have hate for people, even my best friend knows that, she knows me well.

I just pretend to be nice when I'm with people". That was a red flag but I was in love so I discarded it. Two months later she dumped me saying she's not ready to date anyone new as she just got off a long term relationship.

I later found out she was dumping me for an older guy because he had a stable job, then a month later the guy dumped her saying she has some issues, then she got back with her long term ex which she said she would never do. Then a month later dumped him.

All I can say is that my crush was not what I was expecting, and would never get back with her even though she's still the most beautiful girl I have ever dated.

Username: guitarhippo

I've known her since 1999 when we worked at a movie theater in upstate NY as 20 yr olds. I always had a crush on her but she always had a boyfriend. She knew I liked her but while we would play flirt, she knew that I still respected her relationship.

To this day she's the only person that I've told my mom I could see myself marrying. She considered me her closest friend. I moved to Austin, Texas in 2002 for an adult job. I kept tossing it out that she should visit and she would always say some day when we would talk on the phone.

It became kind of a running joke that I would work into conversations when it totally didn't fit. Well all of sudden in Jan. 5, 2015 I get a text from her saying, "Would you be willing to date me if I moved to Austin?". I replied pretty much within 30 seconds, "HELL YES!".

So we started a long distance relationship while talking about things and how it would work due to some family things she had to take care of up there. In the beginning of June, she talked about me coming up there for her birthday in September and then going to a wedding so she could introduce me to her friends. I was all about that.

She was going to a 3-day music festival the third weekend of June. First day she was sending me all kinds of pics and text messaging me about it. 2nd and 3rd day I barely heard anything. Shrugged it off that maybe her phone had died or she was having so much fun she didn't have time to text.

The following Friday June 26, I received a text message saying, "I'm sorry. I can't do this. I can't be with you. I can't move so far away from my family. I've put a lot of thought into this and am not ready to talk about it right now". Needless to say I was gut-punched.

We finally talked about a week later and while I was still hurt, it helped...until I saw some pics she's tagged in on Facebook (she almost never posts) at a state park with a guy and his kid. It was kinda obvious they were more than just friends when I kept seeing other pics of them too.

I know we weren't together but I couldn't help but think he was the reason she hadn't contacted me the last couple days of that music festival. We didn't talk much after that. Then at the end March of 2016 I had knee surgery and was staying the weekend at my parents house.

I see tagged pics of her at a baby shower and I was wondering if I knew the person whose shower it was. Third pic I see, it turns I do know them. It was hers. I thought getting dumped was a gut punch, this one was just head-spinning.

I did some quick math and figured she had gotten pregnant around end of August. So while it wasn't while we were dating, it still felt really awful with it being so close. So that's me asking my crush out.

Username: lipp79

About 10 years ago I had a classmate at a local community college that I fell in love with. The moment I laid eyes on her I became smitten. I don't believe love at first site exists --- but I believe that whatever I felt on that day is what people reference when they talk about it.

Everything was light, the world was filled with vibrant colors, and time seemed to come to a standstill when our gazes met. As luck would have it we hit it off, and she quickly became a good friend. Time when I was with her was magical. My stomach had butterflies every time I saw her, and my face had a burning sensation.

The fateful day when during a lull in the class. It was a two hour class, and between each hour there was a 10 minute break. She mentioned how she was nervous about a date she had tonight, and all of the sudden I got very sweaty.

My stomach felt as if it was being swallowed by a void, and I had the sensation of falling. My face was burning up and I had to hold myself back from vomiting. As she continued talking I tried my hardest to keep up.

After she finished up what she was saying I asked her if she had some free time after class. I had something that I needed to ask. Her reply was "yes but it needs to be quick, I need to get ready for the date".

After class I was sweating like a drug dealer in a DEA office. My knees were weak and I was a bit woozy. We were walking, instead of asking her I was making a little bit of small talk. Then she finally cut to the chase and said "well i need to go."

I then blurt out that I liked her as she was about to turn and walk to her car. She looked dumbfounded. We stood there in awkward silence for what seemed like an eternity. You see I was green and I hadn't thought anything else out.

I just knew that I had to act or someone else was going to get the opportunity to make her theirs. She said "well would you like to go on a date with me?", I nodded silently.

The next three months were confusing for me because she was also dating other people at the same time as me. It made me uncomfortable, but I went along with it. Finally she decided to become exclusive with me. She was forthright and honest about it so I can't complain.

Our relationship ultimately lasted five years, and now that it is over I still have not been able to find anyone like her. It has derailed all of my potential relationships. But hey -- at least I ruined her date on that fateful day.

Username: StrangerThanNixon

Hi, I'm Jordan (take a mental note of my name because it's important to the story). So I've has this HUGE crush on this girl at church for the past 2-3 years. She's great; really pretty, similar values, and a great personality. I couldn't ask her out at first because she was leaving the country to teach for 2 years, but I told myself "If I'm still single when she gets back, I'm asking her out."
Finally, two months ago, after a year of waiting, she moved back home a year early. I was so excited. It was hard to ask her out in person because we only ever see each other at church, and I didn't want to make a shy girl uncomfortable by asking her out in front of all of our friends.
On Sunday, I was trying to get her alone, but I couldn't because she was with a bunch of our female friends talking about hanging out soon (take a mental note of this as well). I decided yesterday was a great day to shoot her a text. So I texted her to see if she was free at all this week for dinner or a cup of coffee...
...and she said yes! I was shocked. So happy. The girl I've been crushing over just agree to go out with me one-on-one. I have some other friends that knew I liked her, so I told them. Everyone was so happy for me.
While setting up the plans, something felt off. She suggested we meet Saturday for lunch at Chipotle, which is fine, but not a typical time or spot for a first date. Her texts were also more frequent. She was sending more emoji's as well. And then that dreadful text came:
"Oh my gosh I thought you were Jordyn the girl from church, she and I were talking about hanging out..." Yikes.
It was so sad that it was funny. 2-3 years of liking her wasted in a cruel accident. Needless to say, we are not getting lunch anymore, at least not together lol.
Moral of the story: laugh it off. Men ask out women. Sometimes they say yes, sometimes they say no, and sometimes they say yes because they think you're someone else.

Username: Jordeaux117

Alright, I'll share a few stories, all of which over the past 12 months. Taiwanese Girl: Asked if she wanted to grab dinner sometime, she said yes. Had a pleasant time, but due to her religious nature, was fairly reserved. We remain good friends to this day.

Indian Girl: Met her at one of the campus dining halls, drop-dead beautiful, total nerd. Met regularly for dinner in the dining hall. We would say that it would have to be a quick dinner because of other obligations, but we would frequently get kicked out at closing time since we often spent 3+ hours talking while our food got cold.

Went and saw Endgame together on opening night, had an amazing time. Unfortunately, I was in the middle of transferring to another university and we realized that things werent meant to be. We still keep in touch to this day.

Danish Girl: This one hurt. A lot. We met at one of the coffeehouses on campus, caught her staring at me often. One day, I sat at her table to use a wall plug. We hit it off and hung out regularly at the coffeehouse to study (She has OCD, which compelled her to study. Probably one of the strangest manifestations of OCD I've ever seen). She asked for my number, I give it to her and never thought much about it.

I had sent out a transfer application to a different university in Nov. because it would be better for my major. Over Christmas, I wasn't too excited about the transfer and wasn't sure if I would take it if accepted due to family issues. She asked me if I was still considering if I would transfer away. I told that I wasn't going to accept the offer.

Then one day in January, she asked if we could go to a movie together. I was in the middle of midterm season, and suggested dinner instead. We had a great time chatting over pizza and I told her that I was a huge fan of sushi. She then prempted me again and asked me to sushi. We had a fantastic time together and continued to spend time together. We were dating.

The transfer application was approved. By this time, I had resolved family issues and saw that a transfer would be super beneficial in the long-run and that it was my dream school. But I had this beautiful woman beside me. I had to make the hardest decision of my life. I took the offer.

I broke her heart. Never make a girl a promise if you can't keep it. It will save you a lot of tears while on a late-night drive.

Username: ColdSuit

I was a very late bloomer. A straight anti-social weirdo until my mid-twenties (I turn 30 next month.) Now I'm still quite the loner but I'm not nearly as awkward and can relate to most people and act accordingly in most social situations, I can even finally talk to people of the opposite sex (actually I'm currently still detangling myself from the end of a 4 year relationship, my first serious relationship.)

My point is, as weird as I was , and am, I was still able to form meaningful connections and even romance once I became comfortable with who I was. One of the biggest steps to getting to that point was the first time I ever asked a crush out on a date.

In my first year of community college (19 yrs old) I sat next too a girl I found very attractive in my pre-calc class, and talked to her a little bit and decided I quite fancied her, you know? So after one day of class in the first week I caught her attention after class and just went for it.

It DID NOT go smoothly, the words got caught in my throat and I trembled like I was terrified of women ( I was) and I was clearly wracked with social anxiety, but I somehow got the words out, looking very pathetic while doing so. Not surprisingly she said no.

She let me down gently I think but I don't 100% remember her response, because I was so caught up in my own emotions in the moment, and the instant shift from terribly anxious to super relieved. Not bitter, not upset, but RELIEVED.

I respected her right to say no, and it made total sense with how cringey I was acting. The act of asking though, and of getting that off my chest, and realizing that the worst that could happen was her saying no... A weight was lifted off my shoulders.

I no longer felt tied down by constant inaction and self-sabotage that I had let take over my personality in high school. I became friends with that girl, and had asked another 2 girls I had meet that semester out by the end of it, and one even sad yes!

I still didn't lose my virginity until like 24 mind you, it was a long journey for me, fighting off depression and social anxiety and getting to the point where I was comfortable with myself and another person, but I will never forget the feeling of relief and self-empowerment I felt by just asking out my crush the first time. It was my clear first (belated) step into growing up.

Username: metalciscokid

Crush? Like Pre college and etc? In 6th grade, I remember I had a huge crush on this one girl, Melanie. I knew her since 3rd grade and we went to the same middle school.

I was a shy, awkward mess of a kid but had a lot of friends at the time, so it wasn't horrible. I mentioned I liked her to my best friend and my best friend had a crush on Melanie's best friend, Linda.

My best friend, Jerry, was way more loud and outspoken -- he came up with the idea of writing them a letter together. We wrote our own separate notes to them and our other buddy, Steve (I can't believe I remember all this shit!) went out to them in the cafeteria and gave them our notes as we watched from afar their expressions.

Linda laughed but was well-mannered and didn't do anything horrible after reading the letter. Melanie, a bit more of a hard-ass pretty much gave my letter a stone cold look.

They ended up both writing back to us and it wasn't anything special, just things around the lines of "How are you? Math sucks. I'm so bored there" and it went back and forth with conversations like these for a while.

Steve finally goes "What the hell, are you guys just having casual conversations?" Finally I asked her out in my last letter. And I was a broke 6th grader, so by asking out, I really meant let's go to the library and talk and 'stuff'.

She agreed, we walked together to the library. I didn't know what to say -- although she was a hard-ass and spoke her mind, she was very shy that day as well.

Nothing happened that day. I still liked her a lot but I figured it just wasn't going to happen and I found out later on that she had a crush on a dude I despised, so it sorta lifted the illusion a bit.

I kept those notes for a while well after that library date. Steve, Jerry and I were all walking to my house after school one day when Steve blurted out "Oh yeah, by the way, Linda and Melanie told so-and-so that they would never date us and just wrote back to us because they felt sorry."

Jerry and I ripped up our notes right then and there. Then Steve goes on to say "I was just kidding."

In retrospect though, glad I had that moment. Helped me move on when I got rid of the notes and set my sights to old Trish Statrus pictures in my brother's WWF smackdown guides.

Username: throwthisawaynow617

I met this girl when we were freshman in high school, we were in the same extracurricular. My initial thought was "Not right now, but someday, I'm going to have a huge crush on her."

We became good friends and had a tight-knit group through our activity, and I developed that crush much faster than intended. It also may have been the case that she didn't see me in that way. I don't think I was scared of being rejected, but I was too chicken to even ask, and I valued our friendship more than anything.

Four years of my feelings being almost secret and making memories with her and our friends later, and it was time to start thinking about prom. Early senior year, a friend who was in almost every one of my classes since 6th grade asked if I would take her, since her boyfriend was black and her parent's didn't approve of that. I would have been glad to, but I had different plans.

My classmate and I agreed that we were each other's plan B. She's goddamn beautiful now.

Once it just started getting warm after winter's end, I had a discussion with an older friend about how to ask this girl. He gave me a good thought exercise for beating the anxiety. I finally called her.

The conversation was easy and unremarkable as far as promposals can go, except I'm pretty sure the pounding of my heart was audible over the phone. It was a cute little prom, I went into the night with no expectations. S

he encouraged me to go act a fool with our guy friends, we obsessed over desserts, and her during the slowdance was the most adorable thing I've ever seen. We had a good time, and I feel like if anything else was meant to happen, it would have happened.

We're still friends, the whole group is. Nobody lives at home anymore, we had a couple reunions during our college years when I was still in town for breaks, but we'll have to plan some vacations someday. My crush doesn't seen to be too into the whole dating thing overall.

I never made the first move on anyone else, but I have an amazing partner that knows all about (and teases me about, and is supportive of) this story. The two have yet to meet irl, but they play videogames online and would make great friends.

Username: pm-me-ur-fav-undies

Had a crappy relationship that broke all my personal rules for staying happy in one. Moved out, was finally happy to be alone. Then, finally got lonely. Had a little rebound after which was what we both needed from each other at the time. Still left lonely.

Swiping on Tinder I match with this beautiful woman. We chat a bit and she says "gotta run for work, but you've shown more personality in an hour than most have in a week."

We exchange numbers but she can't receive my texts back for some reason. Messages me back on the app asking if she "failed a test or something". I panic a bit and we stay chatting. Eventually agree to get coffee.

She's wearing some pants with spikes on them, explaining how her last date from a dating app resulted in a guy trying to practically finger her in a coffee shop. I explain my outlook on how patience pays off.

We talk for about 45 minutes, loving every second. She has to part ways to run some errands. I didn't believe her at the time figuring that she wanted to split and I'd probably not hear much from her after.

Then I realized afterwards that she was laughing at all my jokes. Even the terrible ones.

We get messaging each other figured out and go on more dates. Fall in love fast but not too fast.
Compatible in ways neither have felt before. Best friends. Stupid inside jokes. Very stupid.

She moves into a split level home and my lease is up. Howdy neighbor.

Only real bad part of our shared lives is her job grinding her down. She looks for months, struggling to find anything.

Finally, she does. 900 miles away. I want her to be happy so I support her. Help her pack. Drive the distance with her and her pets. She's currently sleeping beside me in her new bed.

I'm flying back home in 15 hours. We're going to stay in touch and continue long distance. We've been non-mono from the start, so that'll be a huge help.

I don't know if we'll ever live in the same state again. I do know that I've cherished this time with her. I know things will be different, and that's okay.

The challenge is worth the effort. Life is worth the risk. I miss her already. Thanks for reading.

Username: NoShanksImFine

Well let's see... In HS.. Girl One - Ran screaming into her classroom saying ewwwww. Crushed what the lack of confidence I had.

Girl Two - In Spanish class heard her and another girl saying she would never date a black guy (while her friend she was talking with was black as well)

Girl Three - Ignored me for all of 10th grade and most of 11th. Girl Four - Quietly sidestepped then conspired with Girl three to tell me that I should date my own kind.

Girl Five - Was hit or miss. We even went to Applebees I suppose as a "date" but I was unaware. More of I did a lot to be a good friend to support her through her tough times and what not, as well as just be there when I could.

I didn't know any better then. She took advantage of it, and played it up, even after HS when we were adults. I remember before I went off to college she hit me with that "you know I liked you; in a different world, we could've gone out". Which at the time for 18 year old me made me feel bad. 7 years later, I'm not making that mistake again.

Girl Six - Flaked on a date twice. We were TAs at a summer program. Then played a cruel joke and roast for just deeming me as super thirsty for even asking her out.

Girl Seven - Went on 2-3 dates. Flaked on me after I just flubbed and got super nervous on kissing her(I never kissed a girl) Then she flaked on future dates and ghosted me, and then I see her going out with friends on snapchat afterwards.

Girl 8 - Worked, 3 year relationship that honestly had more downs than ups. First gf ever and everything... but she didn't have much money and I paid for everything. Broke it off and now she still wants to be friends and hang out.. when I just want to be alone.

I finally had success after a lot of failures... and now that I'm single again.. I don't want to have to go through that string of failures again just to potentially be successful. The grind and pain of rejection is too much for me.

I'd rather be single, accomplish all my goals and do the things I'm passionate about then go and try and to start the whole thing back over again.

Username: blackrobotnerd

Ok, just to add a little optimism into this pool here, I'll share my story. There was a guy I had a crush on for two years in high school, but he was dating another girl that whole time. I was low-key hoping they would break up so I could have a chance, but they never did until graduation.

They didn't want to try long distance (but neither did I and I was also going to a different state, so I didn't ask him out at that time).

A couple years into college, I was home for Christmas (and hoped that he might be too) so I reached out. He was also in town, so I asked him on a lunch date. We were having a great time talking, so I actually admitted that I had a crush on him for years.

Then the amazing happened: he said he did too. He had a crush on me for Freshman and Sophomore years but said he never could work up the nerve to ask me out in time before I was dating somebody else already. (I dated like 2 people per year at that time.)

So he gave up and found someone else. Which of course is when I developed a crush on him (Junior-Senior year). We hit it off and spent the whole day together.

Our lunch date became a dinner date, which then became Netflix and Chill. It was honestly the most passionate sex I've ever had.

We went out separate ways to go finish college, but we still meet up whenever we happen to be in town at the same time. And if we're single, we spend a night together.

And it has that same intense passion every time. It's not wild or rough or anything. It's usually just missionary, and sometimes neither of us cum, but that's okay.

We both enjoy it immensely regardless. We honestly care a lot about each other. We both have some serious medical problems (and both have had cancer scares) so we understand that performance can be difficult sometimes.

But it's seriously the most emotion that either one of us have ever experienced during sex, and I really think that it's due to our mutual understanding and acceptance of one another.

Username: QwerkkyKid

This will get buried but it might be therapeutic to talk about so here we go. Spent 8 months as this girls friend. I met her through her roommate who seemed like a great guy.

They weren’t dating and she said she was a, “serial monogamist” and she wasn’t ready to do that again. I met her friends all one night and I felt like things went very well. They were moving into town soon.

A few more months passed and I kept promising myself not to fall for her but I did. I was truck driving at the time for some awful companies and ended up on the road while she was performing a play. I told her I’d like to talk to her when I got back the next day, but she got it out of me that I wanted to ask her out.

She said that I was one of the nicest guys she’s ever met, but definitely not. I was absolutely crushed and far from home. I also was on a truck load that got stuck, I couldn’t deliver the load until Tuesday and it was Thursday when I got there and got the “no”. I cried.

Wanted to go cold immediately, but nothing would work. I went into my sleeper cab and passed out. I woke up every now and again, but I didn’t leave my bed until Monday night.

Tuesday morning came around and I drove home and went to see her play. After the show she ran up and hugged me and asked me what I thought. I told her I loved it and her part in the show.

Then she asked me what I was up to and I told her I was going for lunch if she wanted to join me. She told me she didn’t feel comfortable around me alone anymore and she’d rather not. Her and her roommate stopped talking to me completely.

I left the state. I felt miserable and embarrassed. I truly wish her and him all the best of luck. They kept me on Facebook though which was weird and she ended up in a relationship a week later after I moved. They wouldn’t respond to any of my attempts to communicate so I blocked everyone.

So now I just bury myself with work. I try not to be around people so I don’t want to date anyone or fall for someone. Probably going to die alone and I’m okay with it.

Username: StraightMacabre

She said no because im one of the only people she likes hanging out with and she doesnt want to be in a relationship because she'd be bad at it (despite never being in a relationship before which confused me)

I thought about it for a few minutes and I was cool with that and told her "I understand but I might need time". However there were a lot of factors that I already thought of in the months before I asked her out.

I was tripping on a lot of acid the night before so I was in the after glow period. I also just binged the entire season of Black Monday with my best friends and was super cocky because that show is dope.

Another reason that helped was that one of my friends (and her older sister cousin) said not to ask her out a few months before, after probing around so I kinda thought theres a big chance shes not into me (but she is super tough to read because super introverted that her real sister cant read her sometimes).

I'm also a super good catch and shed be wild to not think about how great a bf I could be every now and then. And most importantly, just because I asked her out and she said no, doesnt mean shes not the same person.

Shes still the funniest person I know and I like hanging out with her so why be awkward when I can just enjoy her presence. There are more smaller reasons but this is a lot of text so I'll skip ahead.

Aftermath - So I didnt talk to her for 3 days because I thought I'd need time to process but then i just missed talking to her so i tagged her in some memes so that way she wouldnt need to reply if she felt weird. She responded and we talked like normal.

After a few days I went over to her house because our families are great friends too which is a huge part of why I didnt ask her out the year before and I saw her and kinda awkward at first but then we were chatting and it was back to normal.

P.S. - there's still a small seed of hope in my heart because like I said I'm a great catch and I kinda got my dates in college with a very very condensed version of this.

Username: gh8lkdshds

We were best friends.. People always joked about him n me being together and we denied it and friendzoned each other and never took it too seriously but i learned he did like me.

I didn't have feeling for him at the time (been through some rough stuff i had walls up at that time) i went on holiday, came back - felt confused about my feelings and then he started dating this girl... I thought he was happy and tried to move on but my feelings became too strong.

I kept wondering if i should or shouldnt say something. I thought he was happy with her so i should leave it alone. I remember talking to God/ the universe because i could no longer sleep at night. "omg please.

Enough. Let me sleep. Aiight aiight IF HE HAS ANYYYY FEELINGS FOR ME LEFT, PLEASE LET ME KNOW AND I SWEAR, ILL CONFESS. ILL DO IT. THE SAME DAY"

The VERY NEXT DAY i messaged his other best friend, my mutual friend and i told her i needed to talk to her. Met up with her determined to bring this topic up delicately but i didnt know how... Before i could even ask her "do u think he might possibly still have feelings for me?"

She goes "listen before you say anything, he's still madly in love with you and is only dating (this girl) to try and move on with his life. I know you're best friends but do you think you and he could ever have a shot? Its killing me to watch him date this girl"

I confessed that evening and he did as well. Ended it with that other girl (i feel bad for her because her feelings were hurt. But it was the strongest feeling in the world for the both of us.) We dated and lived together for 4 years but broke up over long distance with a lot of family drama after university.

But we never stopped loving each other. and now we know theres no one else we wanna be with either, even after all this time.

He's coming to see me this winter and we're getting back together and trying to relocate to the same country again and hopefully get married after settling down together again. Wish me luck.

Username: untakentakenusername

I'd been getting to know this really nice girl through our mutual friend at my church for the past couple of months. I'd spent the whole day with her and other friends hanging out and I decided I was going to explain my feelings to her before she got in her car to take the journey back north (about 2 1/2 hour drive).

I basically said to her "I've really been enjoying the time we've been spending together and I value our friendship, I'm starting to have romantic feelings fro you. I would really appreciate if you'd take some time considering this and if you have any mutual feelings about this" My hearts racing like 150bpm at this point and her first response was a really chipper "Want some fudge?" which totally threw me.

I took some fudge and held the door open for her as she got back into the car and because her response had so hugely bamboozled me I re-iterated my question and she nodded understanding.

I went back into my house weak at the knees and panicking I'd just ruined our friendship. About 15 minutes later she messaged me a picture of a yellow car and a fist emoji as we'd been playing yellow car all day and we picked the conversation back up.

When she got back home I asked about the drive and she said she'd had a lot to think about and she wanted to respond to my question but wanted to do it on a call rather than by text as she needed to explain some of her previous experiences as she'd been badly hurt.

I knew she was about to head on holiday to Brussels for about a week then after that she was on a roadtrip around Scotland so I said it could wait until she got back.

Boy oh boy that was a tough 2 weeks, but we had a long chat and she said yes! We've been going for just over 7 weeks now :D

Username: IrregularEater

I may be one of few people who can ssayy I did this three times. First time I was 12, young and dumb af for this. There was this one's chick that I really liked and so one day I got the guts to ask her out.

She said and I quote "Ew, no." That one left me broken for like a whole month. Second time I was 14 slightly older, and much smarter, but still dumb af for this. I had a major crush on this one girl at my church.

I got to know her quite a bit but we weren't close friends merely aquaintances at that point. So I got he guts to ask her out. She let me down easy, which was honestly the worst thing she could've done cos when someone lets me down easy it takes me longer to get over them than if they just say no.

Now she took me 2.5 yearrs to get over. We did become best friends after all tho. Final one was when I was 17. So literally beginning of this year.

There was this girl I had been eyeing since last year. And so being more experienced from my past failures I planned my shit out. I bought her a rose on Valentine's day, she didn't notice me.

I though ok, plan b. Asked her to our Matric ball (like prom or homecoming or whatever you got in your country). It took her 4 days to get back to me but she said that it was sweet I asked, but no.

Appare tly she had a partner since last year, so IDK why she never said no on the spot. So I had one last plan, mustered up the courage and told her I liked her before class one day. She just replied with "OK".

I swear that shit ripped right through my feeling like the iceberg did the Titanic. But thankfully she didn't let me down easy, so with that and my previous five failures, 2 of who were just tried and not crushes, I was legit able to get over her by the end of the day.

And to this day I'm still single. Also. The girl who said ew no, never knew what she'd miss out on, cos now she smile whenever she looks at me and I notice.

Username: LTDRxinS-aka-KT

Senior year, needed a date to the prom. That sets the scene. I originally was going to ask out some girl I had no feelings for so even if I did get rejected I would feel no pain.

Instead, somewhere from the depths I gathered some courage to ask out my crush. I asked her out, to my surprise she accepted and told me she liked me as well. That was our first kiss.

We texted all night and one creepy text came through saying \*knock knock.\* I replied with "Who's there." And then heard knocks from my window and she was there, she wasn't trying to tell me a joke she was signalling she is a rock climber, climbing into my 2nd story window.

I opened it, looked down and sighed in shock at how she managed to scale my house. (This is also why I told my parents to add blinds to my windows before moving out.) Anyways, she came in and we cuddled. She started gesturing sexual motions and I said "not yet, we hardly know each other."

She says, "Well maybe we can get to know each other better if we sleep together." I said "Sure." Without realising I had 2 Christian parents. Long story short, I wake up with a half naked girl in my bed, my parents standing at the door with the bible. My mom hands me the bible and my dad says something i'll never forget.

"Good work son..." Then shoots me a wink. Anyway she eventually wakes up and crawls out the window after I tell her. On Monday, (Prom night.) I get ready to go, get on my amazing tux and walk out feeling like the biggest boss in the world.

I arrive and see my date dancing and making out, with my freshman year history teacher, I proclaim, "What the fu\*\*" Which got her looking, she ran after me crying.

wI shoo'ed her away and did the biggest fu\*\* you of all to her, hooked up with her sister in sophomore year.

Username: toenailsforbrains