In year 7 i tricked myself into believing i was bisexual (idk why, probably to feel like a minority or something) and there was this guy in year 9 that i knew was bi so i said i liked him i guess? (i seemed to be retarted in year 7 or something it seems).

anyway so we never actually went on a date, we would just message, and i was with him for 6 fucking months, and only about 2 of those months i actually liked him because he was such a fucking asshole, who would constantly try to pressure me into doing these horrible sexual things (im so glad i always said no) when we did get to see each other and i hated him for at least 4 months i was with him, and never said anything because i thought it would "hurt him"

I was in year 7 so i was naive and impressionable. i saw since day 1 how sexual he was and i should have done something about it because it was making me uncomfortable. It was clear he didnt even like me, he just wanted something to sexualise. I never gave into him. Now thoughts of him haunt me in my current relationship (which is very innocent and caring and loving and with a girl this time and isnt forced).