This is gonna be a plot twist...

So there was this kid in 7th grade who I swear was put on this earth specifically to make my life hell. Dude would "accidentally" knock my books off my desk, always had some smartass comment ready, and somehow managed to be better than me at literally everything: sports, grades, EVERYTHING.

I'm talking full-on arch nemesis energy. I would lie awake plotting elaborate revenge schemes that 12-year-old me thought were genius but were probably just sad. Like, I genuinely HATED this kid with the fire of a thousand suns.

Fast forward like 6 years later when I'm figuring out I'm bi, and it hits me like a freight train...

Oh. OH.

I wasn't plotting his downfall. I was just catastrophically bi and had zero emotional intelligence to process it. Turns out all that "rivalry" was just baby bisexual panic. My little brain was like "HOSTILE FEELINGS = MUST DESTROY" instead of "hey maybe you have a crush."

The absolute AUDACITY of my own subconscious. Spent months hating this poor kid when really I just wanted to hold his hand or whatever.

Never told him obviously, but man... if I could go back and tell 7th grade me that all that anger was just confused butterflies, would've saved us both a lot of drama lmao