I suppose this is wasted on us now; we have all evolved from the crushes of our youth. But, I was reading an advice column, and a 15 year old girl in High School has a horrible crush on her married teacher, and she doesn't know what to do?
I (15F) love reading your column for life advice, so I wanted to ask for help because I kinda have a life problem. For the past month, I’ve been down bad for someone I really shouldn’t be: my (objectively) good-looking, middle-aged, married teacher. These feelings started when I had a dream completely out of nowhere about him, and despite my best efforts I just can’t shake them! The tough part is that we really get along, and he’s from the same part of the world as me, so we have a lot in common and he reminds me of home. Switching classes isn’t an option, as I’m taking a high-level class that only he teaches, and he’s an amazing teacher. I thought this would wear off fast, but it’s become a serious problem—it’s disrupting my focus in class, and making me feel more homesick than I have in years! I also can’t stop writing about him. I can’t ask my parents (who have no sympathy for even my homesickness) nor the school counselor, so what should I do? I’d love some good advice on how to bury this one.
Of course, this happened to all of us. For boys in High School, it might be even worse since our bodies more obviously expressed interest (i.e., we got lots of boners in high school). And my inappropriate high school crushes were not ones I wished for people to notice. Therefore, I found a simple way to end these crushes and will share this with you. It would work best if you were in the same class with the object of your lust and could see him, but he sat closer up so he could not see you.
Start by staring at your object of desire for a too long. For those first few moments / hours / days, it will be tough. But then, at some point, an annoying habit or odd body quirk will be noticeable. It might be an inappropriate mole. For a guy in my French class for 3 years, it was the oddly hairy arms of a surfer I was besotted with. They had blond hair over cute and tanned arms. It was super hot to my younger self.
But then, I stared. After a while, those arms seemed more hairy. Now, it was not gross, but ... not hot. A day or so later, he forgot his watch or something, and there, at the end of his arm, was an untanned circle of skin, with hair that wasn't quite so blond. Now, the original me, the one that only got a glimpse of him, would not even notice. But now, the more I stared, the more it skeeved me out, until ..tada.. no more crush.
Also works with girls who chew their hair, boys who chew their fingernails, anyone who talks or laughs with their mouth full of food, and specific verbal ticks (Like, I totally love that..);
For example, in the Young Love image above, if you stared at the 1st woman long enough, you could notice that she puts her arms delicately behind her back so as to push up her cleavage. For her, it has become a habit, but for you is a repeated gesture designed to get attention. You will never again not see it.
For the man in the middle - well forget he is obviously inappropriately engaging with women way too young. Find something else. The kerchief is too easy. No, for him it is that curl on his forehead. Look. It doesn't naturally fall out of place like that. Not with that amount of brylcreem in there. NO, he has to stare in front of a mirror, get everything right and pull out that one curl of hair. What kind of egoist does that.
See simple.
This has been a public service announcement.
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