My first boyfriend
It’s silly. When I was too young to even comprehend what life was outside of my family, school and church. However, I had a boyfriend. I was in 8th grade when I had my first boyfriend. Now that I think back to it, I was so young. So clueless. Oh, and did I mention I was such a liar? I lied about how many boyfriends I had (0 before Mr. B). As a matter of fact, I had told all my friends that I had two boyfriends before my first actual boyfriend. I wanted to fit in. All my friends had been with their bf’s for at least 6+ months. I was falling behind, I thought.
We dated for 2 weeks.
The biggest lesson I learned was how unimportant it was. I was only 13, and I saw him maybe 2 times during those 2 weeks. Shortest relationship ever. Our first and only “date” was us going to Sonic with his sister and grandpa in the backseat of the car. We played guitar hero when we got to their house, and then I left. A week later he broke up with me. He said we barely saw each other, and he got back together with his ex.
Here is my advice to all the young preteens & teens. Don’t rush into anything. Enjoy having fun with your friends and family. No, you’re not in love. If you are, brace yourself. It might not be “forever”. Overall, remember to love yourself. No matter the outcome of the relationship.