What Could Have Been
When I was 17 years old, I met this girl in one of my classes. She asked me for help with her math homework, and I was the only student in our class who was able to help since I had taken that class before. We started chatting and became friends, and I fell for her really fast.
I really enjoyed talking to her, we knew how to make each other laugh, and she was, and still is, absolutely gorgeous. However, I had no self-esteem or confidence.
I had recently lost a lot of weight so while I wasn’t fat anymore, I still had “fat guy confidence,” and assumed a girl as fun, smart, and beautiful as her could never be interested in someone like me.
My friends told me she liked me and that I should ask her to prom, but I was so convinced she couldn’t possibly feel that way that I ignored many obvious hints that she liked me.
She’d frequently compliment me, go out of her way to talk to me, message me, and so on, and I would rationalize it away as her just being nice.
In fact, I hated the fact that I had such a big crush on her, and I started distancing myself from her and ignoring her in the hopes of getting over her, probably to the point where she thought I didn’t even like her as a friend.
I didn’t ask her to prom, graduated, and left for college while she had one year of high school left.
I did accidentally run into her a few times after I went to college, and each time she was so excited to see me and I still acted a bit distant. I lost contact with her four years ago, and to this day not asking her out is still one of my biggest regrets. Story Credit: Reddit/CountDookusPizza