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  1. AnonymousDecember 17, 2021 at 10:48 AM

    I have a big crush on this guy at work, i started it this month and will finish this month. I daydream bout him in a romantic way sometimes I go too far, I daydream about him in a sexual way too. When he comes near me I feel like IDK like I want him so badly it fucking hurts my stomach, I feel almost period cramps and then anxiety. I try to talk to him from time to time I tryt o see if he looks at me but seems he doesn't. I feel like I need to move on from this crazy obsession about this italian man but I CANT???? Im so so so head over heels ive never had this ever in my entire life (im in my mid 20s), Ive never wanted a man this much and I hate when people tell me well u'll regret it if u dont ask him out. I can't do that!!! Imagine the embarassment if he has a family, wife, kids... And we don't talk enough for it to even make sense. Im so lost

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  2. AnonymousDecember 17, 2021 at 10:59 PM

    I fell in love once and it was unrequited. I never got over him and tortured myself with this by not expressing my feelings to him. This started almost 10 years ago. I haven't seen him in years and still he is always on my mind. I want to move on from him and some weeks I feel like that is possible but most of the times it just hits me like a brick. I have mourned people who actually died and got some closure but this man I only knew for less then 2 years my mind and heart can't shut up about. I feel like such an idiot for not being able to let him go. I am turning 30 next year with zero experience in the dating world because I never got that feeling again and spend my 20s wondering "what if"

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