iām going to share my own experience and then leave. my high school love and i tried being in a relationship years ago, back when we were still in high school. at first, it was very sweet. the excitement of a high school romance, everything feeling cute and special. over time, though, we realized that we struggled to communicate. the more we tried to deepen that communication, the clearer it became that we couldnāt quite make it work. there was an incompatibility between us that neither of us could fully understand at the time, something unspoken and undefined that made our connection feel slightly out of sync, no matter how much care and effort we put into it. we were both kind, intelligent, gentle people, yet the way we tried to meet each other emotionally never fully aligned. because i cared about him deeply and didnāt want us to hurt each other, we eventually chose to end the relationship.
years later, we crossed paths again and slowly found our way back into each otherās lives. we started talking, reconnecting, and gradually closing the distance that time had created between us. during those conversations, he told me he was actually severely depressed back in high school and he was questioning his sexuality and he was kind of lost during those years. this was hard for me because i couldnāt realize how much he was struggling. days later one night he came out to me. in that moment, everything suddenly made sense to me. the confusion we once felt, the disconnect we couldnāt name.. i felt so honored that he trusted me enough to share something so personal. this is not an easy journey, especially since we both come from oppressive families, so i understand how difficult that process can be. knowing that he went through it, faced himself honestly, and came out of it as an incredible person made me feel deeply proud of him.
now, completely independent of the past, we continue our relationship as two close friends. we are present in each otherās lives and know whatās going on with one another. when one of us is having a hard moment, we can reach out and call each other without hesitation. there is no resentment, no distance, and no jealousy between us. only mutual care and trust.
now he is on the other side of the world, pursuing his masterās degree, and i am a medical intern. even as the years pass, our bond is still there ā in fact, itās more honest, more sincere, deeper, and stronger than ever. i fully support him, and i know, without a doubt, that he supports me just the same.
so no, i donāt think mike trying to figure out his sexuality while being in a relationship is a bad thing. it isnāt unrealistic either. heās young ā so young. not fully knowing who you are at that age, even while being with someone, is completely okay. he doesnāt have to have any resentment toward her for it; itās simply how things unfolded. her accepting his struggles and the breakup would be normal, especially if she truly loved him at some point, or at least cared deeply for him. because we canāt control everything. we canāt choose what we feel or who we are. life doesnāt always follow the plans we make, and thatās okay. what matters is that the people we care about are safe, and finding their way ā even when that means letting them go. not necessarily losing them entirely, but allowing them to choose a path that no longer includes us, even if we once believed it would.
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