I was told by a person I thought was my friend that they had had a crush on me since first grade. They turned out to be obsessive in behavior, but I only realized that too late. I didn't see the warning signs, but I actually had a real life yandere on my hands. I actually was unaware of this at first, they had told me about their supposed "love" and I was struggling with my sexuality at that point, and I was confused. They were at the same time comfortable to be around and extremely uncomfortable to be around. I had no other outlet for my struggles of sexuality and depression or my own dysphoria, they were also struggling. It was an unhealthy relationship straight out of a novel. I was being isolated, I thought they were just clingy, but I was fine with it, because I thought it was just resulting from her being outcasted in middle school. I was unaware. I was so confused and lost, so fearful, (and at this time I had just lost all my friends and was betrayed via a couple of wolves in sheep's clothing. Wow I'm like the epitome of a stupid cliché drama lol.) and all alone, I turned to them.

I thought I had fallen for them, even though I had a touch phobia and they didn't respect my boundaries, at the same time I craved any touch. I was unaware that my actions were that of flirting. I told them I thought I had a crush on them, but I didn't think I was ready to do anything about it. They kept pushing it, and pressing me for a physical relationship, even though I'd never agreed to even dating them, let alone consented to kissing them.

They didn't stop pressing for me to date them or to kiss them or marry them. It was at one point I realized I was in danger when I asked what they would do If I liked someone else.

They had a glint in their eyes and i was terrified, they asked me for a name and who I liked, I didn't give it to them. I was finally realizing that I was friends with a person who was not good for me. The love I thought I had was false and pressured, I thought I needed them, I thought I could force myself to feel something back. I was wrong, I'm so glad I realized that it wasn't healthy or else I would have been in real danger.