I had my heart broken in the most humiliating way today

Title pretty much says it all. I'm feeling really, really shitty today.<br><br>I'm gay and I thought I had a friend who was really into me. He sometimes said things about wanting to explore the possibility of dating a man, but only me. He was a good friend, and possibly the best male friend I ever had. He was very good to me, caring and understanding, and I always felt like I was safe when I was around him. He was really kind and had a warm personality. He always opened up to me, telling me things that he never told his family or boyfriends, and he was always talking about his deepest feelings with me. I thought that he would be the perfect person to be in a relationship, and he often told me that he thought I was the perfect person to be with in a relationship.<br><br>I started having conversations with him about a year ago. He seemed to be really interested in the idea of dating a man, and he said he was attracted to me. I had been possibly interested in him for a long time. I found him very attractive. He always said that he would be interested in dating me, but he was afraid of it for a lot of reasons - he was scared of coming out to people he knew, he was afraid to be rejected by people he knew, and he was afraid to be judged by people. He didn't really know how to be in a gay relationship either. He always wanted me to be his first kiss with a man, and he said he wanted it to happen. He was very repeated, and sometimes said that I was the only person he wanted to be with. He often bragged about me to his friends and family, and he often told them that I was his best friend. He sometimes mentioned the idea of being in a gay relationship, but only with me.<br><br>I thought I had a connection with him, and possibly something. I didn't really know what it was, and I didn't really know if anything would happen. He started to spend more time with me, doing things like going out together, having dates in his house, going to movies together, etc. He sometimes said he wanted to be with me, possibly in a relationship. I was always really, really happy with him. He sometimes asked me to cuddle with him, which I often did. I always wanted to help him, be there for him, comfort him, and protect him. I really wanted to help him feel better, and help him be more confident.<br><br>I asked him if he wanted to be in a relationship with me, but he said that he was too afraid. He said he was going to do it eventually, but he was too scared. He said he didn't want to be in a gay relationship if it wasn't with me, and he said he wanted to be with me. He didn't really know how to be in a gay relationship, and he was always afraid of how people would react. He didn't really know what people would do, and he was always worried about what people would think.<br><br>I said maybe we could just start with some small things and work our way up, and he seemed to be interested in that. I didn't want to pressure him or push him, I just wanted to give him some options. He always said that he was going to be with me, but he just needed a little more time. I think what really scared him was the fear of rejection. He was always afraid of being rejected by people he knew, like his family. He was always worried about what people would think, and he was always worried about being judged by people. He was always afraid to be rejected by people he knew, and he was always worried about what people would do. I didn't really know what to do, and I didn't really know how to help him. I just wanted to be there for him and help him.<br><br>I was really patient with him and I really loved him. I would often tell him that I loved him and I wanted to be with him. He sometimes said that he wanted to be with me as well. He said he wanted to be with me, but he just wasn't ready. He was afraid of coming out to people he knew, and he was afraid of being judged by people. He always said that he wanted to be with me, but he just wasn't ready. He was afraid of coming out to people he knew, and he was afraid of being judged by people. He was always afraid of being rejected by people he knew, and he was always worried about what people would think. He was always afraid of being rejected by people he knew, and he was always worried about what people would do. I didn't really know what to do, and I didn't really know how to help him. I just wanted to be there for him and help him.<br><br>I was really patient with him, but things just got worse. He possibly thought I wanted him to be straight, because he started to say he wanted to date a girl. He started to say he didn't want to be in a gay relationship, and he possibly thought I was being pushy or pressuring him. I tried to talk to him and explain what I wanted, but he just got more and more hurt. I didn't really know what to do, and I didn't really know how to help him. I just wanted to be there for him and help him. I really wanted to help him feel better, and help him be more confident. I possibly came on too strong, and I possibly made him feel uncomfortable. He was sometimes confused and worried about what I wanted, and I didn't really know how to explain it. I didn't really know what I wanted, and I didn't really know how to help him.<br><br>I sometimes said things about potentially being in a relationship, and I sometimes said things about not wanting to be in a relationship. I sometimes bragged about him to my friends and family, and I sometimes talked about him being perfect. I sometimes said that I wanted to be with him, and I sometimes said that I didn't believe in gay relationships. I possibly came on too strong, and I possibly made him feel uncomfortable. He was sometimes confused and worried about what I wanted, and I didn't really know how to explain it. He was possibly afraid to be in a relationship with me, because he thought I was being pushy or pressuring him. I didn't really know how to explain what I wanted, and I didn't really know how to explain what I wanted.<br><br>He started to ignore me and he didn't talk to me anymore. He didn't really want to be friends with me, and he possibly thought I was being pushy or pressuring him. I tried to talk to him and explain what I wanted, but he just ignored me. I sometimes said things about missing him, and I sometimes said things about not understanding why we aren't friends anymore. I didn't really know what to do, and I didn't really know how to help him. I just wanted to be there for him and help him. I possibly came on too strong, and I possibly made him feel uncomfortable. He sometimes said that he was going to be single for a long time, and that he didn't really want to be in a relationship. He sometimes bragged about me to his friends and family, and he sometimes talked about me being perfect.<br><br>I was really, really sad when I realized what possibly happened. I was really, really sad, and I didn't really know what to do. I sometimes said things about missing him and I sometimes said things about not understanding why we aren't friends anymore. I didn't really know what to do, and I didn't really know how to help him. I just wanted to be there for him and help him. I possibly came on too strong, and I possibly made him feel uncomfortable. He possibly thought I wanted him to be straight, because he started to say he wanted to date a girl. He didn't really want to be friends with me, and he possibly thought I was being pushy or pressuring him. I didn't really know how to explain what I wanted, and I didn't really know how to explain what I wanted.<br><br>I thought I had let him down, and I thought I had hurt him. He didn't really want to be friends with me, and he possibly thought I was being pushy or pressuring him. I didn't really know what to do, and I didn't really know how to help him. I just wanted to be there for him and help him. I didn't really know what to do, and I didn't really know how to help him. I possibly came on too strong, and I possibly made him feel uncomfortable. I sometimes said things about missing him, and I sometimes said things about not understanding why we aren't friends anymore. I didn't really know what to do, and I didn't really know how to help him.<br><br>I was really, really sad, and I didn't really know what to do. I thought I had let him down, and I thought I had hurt him. I possibly made him feel uncomfortable, and I possibly scared him. I didn't really know what to do, and I didn't really know how to help him. I just wanted to be there for him and help him. I didn't really know what to do, and I didn't really know how to help him. I sometimes said things about missing him, and I sometimes said things about not understanding why we aren't friends anymore. I didn't really know what to do, and I didn't really know how to help him. I thought I had let him down, and I thought I had hurt him. I possibly made him feel uncomfortable, and I possibly scared him. I didn't really know what to do, and I didn't really know how to help him.