Recently I've been getting a lot of questions on formspring about whether I like someone or not. The answer to that is simple, yes I do. I thought I'd make a blog post about crushes and love today because everyone can relate, and everyone has had a crush.
As a teenager, I think we have the most crushes we'll ever have. I have had some horrific, humiliating crushes. I have fancied some people who full on piss me off now. But, at the time it feels like there is nothing more important than that one boy, or girl, you like. Your tummy flips when they walk in the room, you start acting like a complete dork and know your doing it but just can't stop. You want to slap yourself in the face and you keep forcing yourself to tell them. You think “maybe they like you back, you're wasting precious time” but you just can't seem to get the right words out.
I used to have real low self-esteem, and I would think whenever I liked someone, they wouldn't like me back. I would try and keep those feelings deep down inside, because I knew it would end in disappointment. Then I learned that if you keep your feelings bottled up, the person you liked wouldn't know you liked them. I learned that the most important person you need to like, and respect is yourself. If you don't love yourself, it's impossible to love someone else. If you don't have any self-esteem, you won't go far in life. Once you've began to love yourself, and not just convincing yourself you do, but actually loving yourself, you're ready to love someone else.
I've began to love myself, it hasn't been long, but it's been long enough to find someone who loves me as well. True enough, teenagers think that they love their girlfriend/boyfriends, and a couple weeks later it doesn't work out, I know, I've “loved” a lot of guys, and even girls, but now I know this one is right. People think I'm crazy for moving in with my nineteen year old boyfriend, and being in love with him. Maybe because they haven't experienced what I have. Kids, adults, teenagers, whoever it may be that is reading this, patience is key. Keep your mind open, and keep dreaming at night! :)

This is so true! (: Wise words, chicadee! Wise words, indeed. I moved in with my boyfriend at 16, when I first started college, and he and I are still happily together.
ReplyDeleteThanks Ginger. You're a doll. You moved in with your boyfriend "young" as well? That's neat. Sure there are ups and downs, but for me I love it. There are no "uncomfortable boundaries" because between talking non-stop, to not talking much one day, washing his dirty underwear and socks, learning each others "bad habits" and good ones as well, there isn't really TIME to feel awkward/uncomfortable. It also helps that both of us have the same bubbly, outgoing personality. I'm happy to hear about you and your boyfriend, that things are going good. :)
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