Forgive me for having namechanged for this but it is the first time I have ever been able to talk about it, and I haven't got the courage to use my MN name.
I met a boy when I was 15 years old and fell head over heels in love with him. He is a wonderful person - modest, patient, kind, funny, attractive, clever. Sadly the feeling wasn't mutual so I settled for being a good friend.
Through all the years since then - and I am 43 years old now - I have been in love with him. It's absolutely ridiculous.
What can you do in this situation? I've had several good relationships with men and have now been married to a good and kind and true man for 12 years. DH is a wonderful man. I have not ever been unfaithful to him nor ever would be. But I have never been in love with him - I married him knowing that I wasn't in love with him. I am working at being the best possible wife I can be.
My old friend and I are separated by several hundred miles. We text and talk. We see each other four or five times a year. He is a friend of the family, DH and the DCs included.
He has not yet married. I was looking at him playing with my DCs three weeks ago and I caught myself thinking that they should have been his. I hate myself for that thought and haven't been able to stop crying since. I am so tired of being in love with him and it has never stopped hurting all these years. I don't know whether it is worse seeing my old unrequited flame or not seeing him.
Perhaps what we really needed to do was shag one another senseless when we were teenagers and I'd have got over it. Doubt it though. Did manage to do an awful lot of shagging other people but it didn't cure me.
I can't talk about this to anyone. DH is a wonderful man and he loves me and of course he knows but of course we can't talk about it. Yes I know I am being unfair to everyone. I wish I could stop it. Slap me now.