(IDK if I can post on AITA since that’s on lemmy.world and I can’t interact with it due to my age).

So, 3 years ago, I had this Brazilian friend “Emi”. Emi was a few years younger than me, so she was 11 while I was 13. She helped me with Portuguese and I helped her with English, and she was like a little sister to me. We talked about the boys she found attractive, our friends, and life in general. Then, she started developing feelings for me and said she liked boys as well as girls (bisexual).

I did not reciprocate, and told her I preferred to just be friends because she wasn’t even 12 and I was 13 and someone told me 11 and 13 year olds dating was weird.

Anyway, after that, she changed. I tried to get ahold of her again since she deleted WhatsApp, so I went on her YouTube and she seemed excited to see me, saying she had Instagram but ignoring the request for months.

Then, she started acting really dry and leaving me on read, so I asked what was wrong. She blocked me, then messaged my alternate account that she wanted me to leave her alone, that we were never friends, that she hated me, and that I should kill myself. I asked her what changed but then blocked her because I didn’t get an answer.

She then messaged my friend and blocked her, calling me a dumb dog to her.

  • You dodged a bullet there… Whatever was her problem is her problem. If people cannot tell you whats wrong even if you ask them its their problem… Its not your task to find out whats the problem with people is. Especially if you ask them nicley…

    And dam you where 13… When i was 13 I didnt even thought about dating… I wanted to be friends with people and if they thought I was flirting then it was that perception of me… Same goes for you. You didn’t wanted to date. You thought about weird social peer pressure and now she hates you just because you showed her where your boundaries where.

  • Just guessing, but she probably felt hurt and rejected. Doesn’t matter how kindly you phrase it, her hopes and wants were built on fragile insecurity in the temperament of turbulent emotions. The slightest breeze of sincerity, no matter how warm, was all it took to break down her shelter of dreams. It left her naked and exposed to the elements of loneliness, within the closed borders of her skull - what chance did your kindness have when the envoys find themselves crashing upon walls, and her ears herald that they must be under attack?

    I mean maybe you just said something really wacky but elsewise nah you’re fine