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       okay, since the oomfs are posting about crushes, I figured I'd share my most embarrassing crush story. back in early 2021, I started to become pretty close with this girl Callie. I met Callie through an unusual sequence of events involving a visit to Pittsburgh in the late 2010s, her and her then-boyfriend popping into a friend hangout, and our finding out that we were survivors of the same abuser (the woman whom I dated before my ex-wife). we exchanged numbers and spent the next few years occasionally checking in on one another, and she was one of the first people I came out to in 2019. around the beginning of 2021, a couple months after my ex asked me for a divorce, Callie and I started chatting more often. soon, we were texting each other a ton every day, and a few months after that we were doing irregular voice chats. oh, I should also add that she was, like, incredibly attractive - at least to my eyes - and this was a time when I still believed that most people were "out of my league." so of course the idea that she could be attracted to me approached zero in my head. on one of those chats, we were playing Mario Kart and casually talking in between rounds. she was telling me about this friend of hers, also named Rachel, whom she really admired. then she said, verbatim: "yeah, it's weird, I tend to have crushes on all the Rachels I know."and I know what you're thinking chat. "this is a very obvious statement that means 'I'm crushing on you Rachel.' please tell me you said something." nope. wrong. I didn't. and then I spent the next couple of days wondering if it meant anything because I was too fearful of asking her and having it thrown back in my face. Day 3 after the all-but-confession, she gave me an actual, explicit confession, to the surprise of absolutely nobody hearing this story except for me at the time. and that, my dear queers, is the depth of the pit of useless lesbianism that Your Girlthing is trying to claw herself out of. I'm better at recognizing it today, but "better" still means I'm fucking oblivious most of the time lol