So Iāve mentioned that I identify with the queer community before. Well, I kinda wanted to let you know my current situation.
About a year in a half ago, I met this guy at a tournament. Now heās no Hugh Jackman or anything. More like a young tom cruise mixed with TimothĆ©e Chalamet in Wonka. But he was really nice and funny and chill! And I had fun hanging out with him, so much so that we exchanged contacts afterwards so we can talk later.
Wellā¦I talked to him right after we left the tournamentā¦.and then never texted him after that. IN MY DEFENSE, I didnāt know him that well enough to know what to talk about or what his schedule was so that way I could text him when he was free. And I told my best friend about this and she was crashing out on how I needed to talk to him (she also said that my life was the closest thing to a WEBTOON, which honestly checks out).
So I didnāt talk to him for an entire year. He just stayed in my phone like an old stuffed animal in the closet. Waiting for its time to come.
But then, in November of last year, I saw him at another tournament. He was a little taller, and his hair had grown into a pony tail. But I felt so awkward with not talking to him that I kinda, maybe, sorta avoided him the entire day. But he won first place in his event, so in my head I was like āoh! Well I have to at least congratulate him!ā But my coach was like āWeāre done! Weāre going home!ā So I didnāt get to talk to him in person.
Instead, I texted him finally. And part of me was worried that he got a new phone and I just ended up texting some old man āgood job ššā
But he responded! And ever since then weāve kinda been mutuals on social media and stuff like that. Nothing too crazy. When regionals were over, I asked if he made sectionals for his event. He said no. So I was expecting not to see him again until next season.
Sectionals come around, and Iām roaming the halls when BOOM! A door slams open and a bunch of people file out. And among those people? The guy Iāve been talking to in a brown, v neck sweater, beige khakis (with quite a bit in the back if I do say so myself šš), and his hair was messy, but presentable.
Let me tell you that when I saw him, my heart SPIKED!! Partially out of fear, partially out of hope, and then the rest I donāt even know!
But we talked for quite a bit that day. And at one point, so I wouldnāt get lost in the sea of people, he grabbed my hand and guided me outside the room. And when I had to leave, I changed into more comfortable clothes, and he saw me and went āWoah! Rex! Loving the comfy vibe! You should dress like that more often!ā And we hugged goodbye.
Last night, I had a dream where HE was in it, and he basically spent the day together doing who knows what (my dreams are really weird tbh, lmk if you want to hear about them). And we held hands again for a split second before I woke up.
What is bothering me is that I am feeling all these feelings, but I donāt even know if he feels anything back. Because Iām usually the one who initiates a text conversation, and he takes for-freaking-ever to respond. But still, I donāt entirely know his schedule so I canāt be too mad.
Heās a nice guy and it would be cool if we made it work out, but he also lives AN HOUR IN A HALF AWAY! I aināt driving that far! My truck gets horrible mileage!
Idk. But thatās my story so far. Iāll keep updating if anything happens.