Just to point out something important here: the male character with light hair is not gay, just someone with trauma who will become attached to anyone who shows the slightest amount of affection and affection for him.
Speaking as someone who went through situations throughout my adolescence (i've been seeing psychiatrists and i'm slowly getting better), someone's gender isn't going to matter if they give you special affection and care that you never received directly for years. For 6 years I destroyed my ex-girlfriend's social life (relationship between two girls) because I was afraid she would abandon me and give all that attention to someone else, that I would never be able to feel loved in the same way again. She gave me that feeling of feeling loved and important to someone. With disgust, I confess that I didn't love her but the love she gave me, that's why I became so obsessed with her for years. If it weren't for her noticing this, I probably would have become someone worse than I already was, thanks to her I opened my eyes and tried to help myself and get therapy.
I don't like to define myself as straight, gay, lesbian, bi or pan. Unfortunately, I'm still not one to fall in love with the person or their gender, but rather with the affection they are giving me and the amount of love they will give me in our relationship.
Idk why, but I felt it was important to comment as someone who suffers from this same problem and how sad it is to be like this.
Just to point out something important here: the male character with light hair is not gay, just someone with trauma who will become attached to anyone who shows the slightest amount of affection and affection for him.
Speaking as someone who went through situations throughout my adolescence (i've been seeing psychiatrists and i'm slowly getting better), someone's gender isn't going to matter if they give you special affection and care that you never received directly for years. For 6 years I destroyed my ex-girlfriend's social life (relationship between two girls) because I was afraid she would abandon me and give all that attention to someone else, that I would never be able to feel loved in the same way again. She gave me that feeling of feeling loved and important to someone. With disgust, I confess that I didn't love her but the love she gave me, that's why I became so obsessed with her for years. If it weren't for her noticing this, I probably would have become someone worse than I already was, thanks to her I opened my eyes and tried to help myself and get therapy.
I don't like to define myself as straight, gay, lesbian, bi or pan. Unfortunately, I'm still not one to fall in love with the person or their gender, but rather with the affection they are giving me and the amount of love they will give me in our relationship.
Idk why, but I felt it was important to comment as someone who suffers from this same problem and how sad it is to be like this.