oh teacher,

I told you today. I really don’t know why I told you, maybe because somewhere inside of me a need a real man’s guidance. I don’t have a father to rely on for this sort of thing. or maybe I just need help, from someone who is older, wiser than I could ever hope to be. I’m sick of the advice I get from my peers, it gets me nowhere. You, however, I know can help me out. I’ll end up telling you more about my situation for sure, like this is more than an I decided this month, “oh! he’s cute, I want him to take me to prom!”. oh teacher, I’ve been after him for years. I’ve hurt myself waiting and hoping and crying night after night over him, a simple boy. What hurts more is that when you found out I have a “crush” on him, you were pleased. You told me “thank god you picked such a good boy”. He’s a good guy for sure, but he would never want me like I want him.

I hope I get the nerve to tell you everything, so I have an adult to confide in. because honestly, at this point, I want an adult to talk to, someone I can trust. I want someone who will not judge me, but simply listen to my story and try to help, because I’m sick of people I know telling me how stupid I am or how much I need to get over him. You know, I’m not retarded, I know that. I need real guidence and I need your help.