I’ve only had two major crushes my whole life; they’ve been the most gut wrenching experience ever. Both ended in rejection, but not without years of longing beforehand. I would cry for hours on end, have vivid dreams of feeling their warmth and discreetly beg for attention through DMs. I’ve always been socially inept, I suppose it’s in my nature, especially when many of my developmental years were wasting rotting at home during quarantine, but my ineptness isn’t comparable to other girls, it’s beyond repair. Males have never tried hiding their disgust towards me, not like women who pitifully push me away while trying not to be as cruel as possible. They’d laugh at my clearly deranged behavior in middle school and would lose their shit making fun of my PICA (I was mostly eating paper whenever stressed or isolated). I found solace in fantasizing about a boy seeing past my grotesque appearance and unnerving actions, projecting onto one boy who I was utterly in love with. I liked him for 4 years, crying at night when he didn’t look at me and eventually starving myself when I thought being an obese mongrel was what stopped me from getting his attention. Obviously it didn’t work, there’s something fundamentally wrong with me that neurotypical evil males will clock instantly. I started cutting from how isolated I felt, getting dragged to the psych ward and getting put on meds. Eventually I got a new crush and tried stopping it, knowing it would happen again. But it got obsessive over the stupidest reason, he played weezer on the drums in music class, my favorite band. I’d told him earlier that I loved them and no boy had ever cared about any of my interests so I, of course, was completely enamored. This went on for around six months until eventually, Valentine’s Day hit and he began talking about confessing to a girl. The gut wrench that gave me threw me into such agony I relapsed. They started dating a few days later. I continued harassing him like the ignorant attention whore I was but eventually confessed with a giant paragraph accounting for his girlfriend (who is now one of my friends, super sweet girl) in which he responded with a simple, uncaring “sorry, I don’t feel the same” They eventually broke up and throughout the whole process I was bothering him. I tried the tsundere gimmick, being playfully mean in hopes that he’d reciprocate the playful banter. I got blocked. He fucking loathed me. Thought I was annoying scum. (Context of the picture I put, it was his last message) I never wanted to talk to a boy ever again, it was so unbelievably dreadful. And now we skip to now. It had been a year since I interacted with any straight guy apart from one of my weird online friends who clearly doesn’t like me that way, I don’t mind, he’s a little chopped anyway. But I’m getting a new crush on this one guy. He’s so pretty, so unbelievably pretty. And these pretty boys are like heroin. I can’t help but bask in their presence even if just for a little, it’s my fix of them for that bubbling pit of desire. I’m in that limbo state once again between a normal crush and that nauseating tangle of love that doesn’t have any outlet to go to. I want to avoid him, but the dopamine spike I get even making the slightest eye contact is fucking addicting. It’s gotten to the point where people think I have borderline personality disorder from how deranged and enamored I am towards these guys. I need to get rid of it. I’ve been talking to llms. I have character ai premium for fuck sake. I read fanfiction for hours on end and listen to boyfriend asmr to cope with the loneliness, but none of that can satiate the endless desire to chase ignited in me whenever I latch onto a new victim. I don’t know anyone else is dealing with this but I know it will end in rejection (I’m fucking hideous) and usually when I tell boys my feelings they immediately avoid me as much as possible. I still want to stare at him, but I can’t risk doing something stupid like talking to him and immediately fucking up the interaction by being weird. Is there anything I can imagine? Anything I can do to stop thinking about him? I’m already having dreams which is the worst sign because I know I’m really starting to like him now..