Date: Sun, 5 Jul 2020 15:32:00 -0700
From: R G
Subject: Not Another Love Story Chapter 4: Like It Matters

As a reminder: None of the characters in this story are real, nor do they
describe anyone that exists in real life.  This is just a simple story that
describes male-on-male love. If you are uncomfortable with this, I advise
you to stop reading.


Remember, the real world does have disease and sociopaths, so if you engage
in any type of sexual encounter, please use the safe sex guidelines
provided by a Licensed Medical Doctor such as using a condom or not
exposing a stranger's semen to mucosal surfaces like your mouth or anus.


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(Brief Summary: Bottom POV, Bittersweet, Meta-Content)

***

FINAL CHAPTER

I AM SORRY, BUT I CAN'T MAKE THE DECISION FOR YOU. YOU HAVE TO MAKE THE
CHOICE.

I ENCOURAGE YOU TO FINISH CHAPTER 3 BEFORE READING THE FINAL CHAPTER.

***

Society has so much dependent on my perceptions of them and how they depend
so much on their perception of me. I can't predict the future or rewrite
the past. How can I trust either one of them?  "How could I ever make them
see what I see?" I question aloud to the air around me.


So, I did what I did best, and I said to Noah that night that I had to
think this over a bit but if I could meet him again next week, we should
talk. I had to finish my class preparations for the next semester. I just
continued living my life the way I was living now. I knew I had my own
faults to work on, so everyday I just try to improve my class and my own
faults so I can live the best way I can.


When I talked to them the next week, Noah doesn't remember my name and
Benjamin said he met someone online and wanted to explore, unsurprisingly.
He loved his experience with me, but he wanted to experiment now that he
was not a virgin anymore.


I realize I am where I am because I am who I am. I picked happiness at the
time. And, unfortunately there will always be an unhappiness that will
follow. But I remember, things have a way of working themselves out. But,
if I don't make rash decisions, I realize I will always be happiest when I
am myself, trust myself, and give myself the second chance. A tear and
smile appear on my face. Turns out loving yourself can be a good first
step.  =')

***

And, it never hurts to write your feelings down or share them with someone
close/Licensed Medical Professional, especially if you find them hard to
verbalize or shameful. Depression in the face of disaster and self-doubt
are terrible things to hide, and open communication usually helps, both
with others and yourself.

SPOILERS: We all have tough times to endure, our burdens to bear. Everyone
always ends up with a tear and a smile in the end. I just want to make sure
the smile stays. From one random person to another random person.