A crush is an informal term for feelings of romantic love, often felt during childhood and early adolescence. I just experienced a really big fail and wanted to know if things like this happened to you. Did you like someone but they didn't return the feeling? Was the person you liked a real jerk? What happened?
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In 5th grade, I had a crush on this boy. I hung out with him a lot because our moms were friends. We talked but we weren't really friends. In 6th grade, we got closer and I stopped liking him. At science camp (a field trip that is the highlight of the year) he said, "She isn't my friend!" and that hurt my feelings. When we returned to school, I decided to tell him that I used to like him. When I did, he just said ok and turned around. My friend and I asked him if he believed me and he said, "Yeah. I used to like you too but it was just a crush." Later, my friend said, "I told you that you should've told him! You two would've been cute together." I cried so much for no reason that day. I guess I was disappointed about the "wasted" opportunity.
I told my ex crush that I had feelings for him, and he said that he thinks we should just be friends, and then a little while later he had to go back to Japan, and when he left, it broke my heart into thousands of pieces and I fell into a deep depression, which I’m still not through with. I wish I never told him that I liked him, because he just broke my heart and made me look like an idiot in front of everyone.
I'm sorry it didn't work out for you. But I don't believe you looked like an idiot in front of everyone. It takes guts to tell someone how you feel. You go for something, and sometimes it works out, and sometimes it doesn't. Try to keep that in mind, and don't let it dissuade you to do any different.
When I was 15, I had a huge crush on this kid Anthony. I was pretty insecure, but I convinced myself that the feelings were reciprocated. Mostly due to my friends kind and motivating words. I was nervous, so my friend offered for us to hang out with Anthony. We were hanging out, my friend was talking me up to him, and I was convinced it was going well. I went outside to smoke and when I came back, I overheard Anthony telling my friend that I was weird and fat, and he asked her out. To my friends credit, she said no, and cussed him out for speaking about me that way. I came back and pretended not to hear any of the horrible things he said. He left, and we both never spoke to him again.
