That’s butterflies in your stomach, are you going to tell me that you never had that teenage love, a passion that sometimes wasn’t even reciprocated? I can speak ? Teenagers have difficult days but love is definitely a rollercoaster of emotions. In my adolescence I fell in love with attention, he didn’t need to be handsome, but he spoke to me and treated me well. I already fell in love and dreamed of our marriage, for me it was very difficult to separate a simple “hi” from “he loves me” Believe me, part of my doubts came from my insecurity when I was a teenager, I wasn’t pretty, I wasn’t standard and I didn’t have examples of love at home, so my feelings towards girls were a complete illusion.
I had a friend who was a hit with the boys, she kissed a lot of them, she even had a list from A to Z with the names of the guys she had already kissed, while I had only kissed two boys, the first one was kind of nice but I confess that I didn’t know what I was doing, the second he was beautiful but the kiss was strange, it was something very new to me and I must confess that I didn’t know what I was doing and I didn’t have enough confidence to pretend that I knew! In the midst of all this, it seemed like all my friends kissed less, why did I bring up the topic of kissing? Because at that time I believed that to know if I was going to get a boyfriend I needed to kiss, since everyone was doing it except me.
From my point of view at that time kissing became increasingly impossible, it seemed like no one wanted me, I wasn’t pretty, I had no style and I still suffer from some comments about my appearance. I suffered with all of this, but I didn’t lose hope that one day it would happen… and it happened, a boy said he wanted to be with me (that was the end of me at that time), I fell in love with him in seconds.
Here you can already see that a person without confidence is incapable of understanding things. I said no to him, but from that day on he became my love, in the meantime we started talking and every day I thought more and more that he liked me (no demonstration on his part) everything I saw as a sign of that he loved me, time passed and one fine day a conversation arose that my kissing friend had hooked up with him.
To this day I don’t know if it was true or not, she said no, I believed it, suspicious. To summarize this story, after a long time of liking him, one fine day I lost a bet with my cousins and I was challenged to say that I “loved” him and off I went to do this humiliation in a public square with about 6 children and my cousins watching. ..
His response was clear “ready, beloved” what do you mean? That’s it ? What does that mean? Does he like me? At first I didn’t understand, but then when I saw how my cousins started calling me beloved, I noticed that he didn’t like it… but as a teenager, he is a human being who thinks differently.
One fine day we made out (yes, we kissed) and I started to think that I didn’t know how to kiss, because who kisses without a tongue? I didn’t know this kiss existed and thinking about it now, he had no show of affection or interest.
After that we barely saw each other, I moved to another city and so did he and sometimes it happened that when we went there to visit we would meet each other but we would just talk nonsense. After a while my life was no longer the same and that love was over. But I can confirm in my adolescence he was the person I liked the most, I think because of the time of delay and illusion they were greater for that time.
So love in adolescence, from my point of view, can have several different forms, I can love someone beyond just wanting a kiss, I can just want to kiss someone, I can delude myself to the point of thinking that I can’t live without that person, and I can break so much to face someone to the point of thinking that our love is difficult but it is love.
If I can give some advice to a serious teenager, this will all pass, there are people who are lucky enough to find love in their teens and live with them their entire lives, but there are other people who live other stories, the most important thing is for you to live the your own story without looking and wanting to copy the lives of others and believe me after a while you will look back and think “where was I thinking?” Adolescence can be difficult, but it is a phase of important discoveries, both in love and friendship, cultivate good friends, love with breath and resilience, at the end of this phase you will have learned more about friendships than boys.
Bonus: if I could go back to my teenage years, I would invest time reading and studying, learning a new language and going out sometimes. In adulthood, time becomes our biggest enemy
