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I’ve been in love with my writing teacher for the past two years.
He doesn’t know it. I was a favorite student of his, but not nearly as close to him as I imagine myself to be. I haven’t even seen him for a year because I’ve graduated from HS–but I unmistakably think about him every day. I am not lying, that is the sad part. He is married, he is much older, he is my goddamn teacher… but how I do love him. I am obsessed. I have told no one. This secret burns inside of me so fiercely, to the point that I am in tears nearly every day contemplating the distance between us. I realize that what i love isn’t him, it’s this dream, this fantasy of him… but it is so current in all my thoughts that it scares me. How I want to break free and be my own person! I could tell no one I know, so I turn here. Is this some diagnosable disorder? How do I forget?
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