I know, I posted yesterday and my schedule has been messed the hell up lately, but I thought that a post like this would maybe help some people, and I wanted to get some thoughts out.
As I mentioned yesterday, I’ve had a pretty intense week, so I thought I’d share just one of the things that happened.
For a back story, in early October, a guy codenamed Jake asked out Rachel. He’d been our friend for a while, and was actually one of the first friends I made in high school. There was a really sweet paragraph over text about how he hadn’t stopped thinking about her since our travel day to Blackpool Pleasure Beach and asking if she would be his girlfriend. She replied saying that she’d love to.
Flash forward a few hours, and she’d changed her mind. She’d told Jake, over Facebook messenger, and he seemed pretty heartbroken. He wasn’t with us at school for a few days, but after about a week, everything was fairly back to normal.
Flash forward even further, to exactly a week ago. For the last few months Rachel has been battling with her feelings, and trying to balance the idea of having a boyfriend with liking Jake. She didn’t really know if she was ready to be the first of our friends in an actual relationship. She ended up talking to Jake, apologising (again) for everything that happened in October and ultimately, they briefly became a thing again. Briefly. The exact same thing happened. The next morning, she’d texted him to say that she wasn’t ready and that she wanted to focus on school first.
Again, he was heartbroken and said “he knew” that he shouldn’t have tried again. Again, he avoided us for a few days. But Wednesday wasn’t expected.
On our group chat, he asked Tyler if he was still talking to a girl he’d been talking to, because he “needs someone to double date with”. He didn’t mention the person he was dating, but it was quite a shock. Rachel didn’t seem too bothered.
A day later was a whole other story. Rachel was literally devastated. She regrets ever putting her walls up, and knows that he more than likely won’t try with her again. She did the whole, listen to sad songs and cry constantly thing like she’d just gone through a breakup. At this point, she’d found out who it was, and told us all that she doesn’t approve.
Moral of the story: if you like someone or something, don’t let your fears stop you from pursuing them when you have the chance, because before you know it, that chance could be gone.