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The Counseling Situation
I came to America when I was 13. Instead of being with kids my age, I sat with my teachers and talked to them. Being with them made me more mature and thoughtful person. There are many guys who love me, but I don't love them because I think they are not mature enough. I like them as friends only. The story begins in my senior year in high school, when I first met my new Govt. teacher.I was impressed to know that someone who is young can be that mature to take care of all that...especially for a guy!! I liked when he lectured in class, I was so impressed with his ability to make people believe what he believes in and to make people like him. I became very obsessed with him that at home, I would just think about him the whole time. This was my first attraction. I ended up having a bad
grade from his class. My counselor called up my Govt. teacher and told him to
help me. When I went up to him, it was the first time I ever talked to him. His
voice, his eyes staring at me, his smile made me dizzy. From that day, I started
spending more time with him. I got better in that class by his help. We were
very different and didn't really know much about each other's culture, but we'd
always agree on each other’s arguments about religion or this world. He'd just
read my mind and say things that were in my heart. To see him or talk
to him, I'd make excuses to go into his class. By the last week of school, there was a growing fear in my heart. The day before graduation all seniors had a trip to the park. I usually don't go, but he told me he’s going, so I decided I’m going too. On that day, I was thinking that maybe this is the last time I get to be with him. The tears won't stop and my heart was aching. On the way home, I sat in the front seat and he sat by me. As his arm touched mine, the blood rushed through my nerves. I closed my eyes, wondering what’s happening to me? He asked me what’s on mind, that I look upset. I smiled and said nothing, that I didn't know. Finally, we got back and I
said bye and that I was going to use a phone. He said to use the phone from his
classroom. When it was time to go, last minute I turned around and went up to
him and all I could say was that I’d miss him very much. He said that's very
sweet and put me into his arms. The world seemed beautiful in his arms. I said
bye again and ran to the door before I started becoming weak again. As I left his class, I cried. I went home and wrote this big letter about how I feel when I’m not with him, how my life has been changed since I came to his class. He was so busy on graduation day I didn't have a chance to give that letter to him. I went home and at night I couldn't stop crying. There was one more school day left for the other kids. I went to his class and there were other students by him. He knew that there is something private I wanted to share, so he took me outside and asked what happened. I told him I am sad I will not see him, that I want to be his friend. He said I can be his friend, that I can always email, call or come to his class to talk to him. My heart became lighter. Finally, there was a smile on my face and I hugged him and left. At first, I emailed him many times over the summer, but he didn't reply so I tried to forget him and stopped emailing. I started college and became busy. I didn't forget him, but learned how to live without him. One day my brother said one of his senior classes is very hard and he needed help. I first spoke to his counselor, who told me to talk to his teacher and gave me his number. My brother didn't tell me it's his govt. teacher. When I called I knew it was him. The memories flashed back. I couldn't say hello back and hung up because I was a little mad about him not replying, but I had to talk to him for my brother because no one in my family speaks English. I called back and asked him to help my brother. He said he would and wanted to talk more, but I said bye and hung up. The whole first day I couldn't stop thinking about him. I went home and emailed him. This time he emailed back and said sorry about not replying before.A long time ago, I told my high school counselor I’d help if she ever needed a translator. The next day, she counselor called and asked for my help. I started working in high school as a volunteer helping in the classroom, 2 of them being govt. classes. I was so happy to see him again. I spent lunch and 3 periods all with him. One day, he came very close and touched my hair and told me it was beautiful, that I always look very nice. The next day I emailed him I asked if he has a girlfriend. When
I was with him in lunch, he told me he does. Tears came into my eyes so I left.
He ran after me and kept saying my name and asking if I am all right. I told him
not to worry. He told me to write everything down on a paper because he knows
that I express myself better on paper. I said I’d try, hugged him, and left. I
did write a letter. He read it and told me that he’d answer next week, but he
became too busy to talk. My college finals were coming, so I had to stop
volunteering. I could never hear what he had to say about this letter. It's been 3 weeks since I left. I am very depressed because last week I found out he got married and called him to congratulate him. He said our friendship will never end, that I should keep emailing him. I couldn't say anything and hung up and I am very depressed now!! I am always thinking about him and crying that why couldn't he be mine. I am feeling like someone has taken him away from me, I just don't know what to do?? Would you please help figure out what is the right thing for me to do now? Still be his friend or just stop and forget everything. I know that for sure that I can't forget him, but when I think of him being with his wife...it just kills me. I don't know what to do with this first attraction? I hope you have a conclusion to my story....
The Counseling Response
We cut out about ¾ of your very long story. From the passionate and detailed way you wrote, everything is still fresh in your mind. You can easily go back and relive each detail, moment by moment, reinforcing your beliefs about what happened. Yet I don't know if what you said is how things really happened, because it's easy for you to misinterpret it. There's a big difference between intellectual and emotional maturity. Emotional maturity happens when we have enough experiences in life to give us opportunities to look honestly at ourselves and how we see others. Maturity grows when we learn to identify assumptions, where we misinterpret things, and what we can do differently. I’ll give you a different perspective on what you believe happened. When you first felt the attraction, you saw many traits that you admired. Your first attraction was a natural reaction, yet your emotions caused you to see things that weren’t there. You need to look back at what happened and understand your story based on facts and not on what you wished was there. The cultural
differences added to your confusion and caused you to think that the teacher was
interested in you. Since you were unable to clearly communicate your feelings, you tried the best you could to understand all the emotions you were feeling. Your teacher was concerned for you and you interpreted his concern as his liking you romantically in return. If somebody is nice, attentive, and is willing to spend time with you, what does it really mean? Was that person just doing their job or saw that you were sad and lonely and wanted to make you feel better? You need to find out and not assume anything. In this situation, a teacher can't have a relationship with a student, even if you hoped for it. This is how you question your first attraction. When you went to college, the dynamics changed because this man was no longer your teacher. Yet, even if there was a possible relationship, honesty was the most important part. Without it, a relationship doesn't exist. The other person knows what you think and they don't know how you feel unless you tell them.I can imagine you thinking: but he said this and did that. He told me he couldn’t believe I didn’t have a boyfriend and complimented me on my hair. But what does that really mean? Was he trying to make you feel better because he saw that you were insecure, or some other reason? You made an assumption about what his words and actions meant.The
next time you're first attracted to someone, tell them how you feel. If you can’t make a vague comments the other person
won't know what you mean. You now know you can't assume that another person knows how
you feel. That causes you to think that the other person feels more for you than
what they really do. Your assumptions cloud the truth. Your
ex-teacher should take responsibility for not drawing a clear line with you.
In his position, he's aware of possible of student's
first attractions,
especially with a minor, and can take appropriate steps to make sure it
doesn’t get out of control. He misunderstood the
attention you gave him. He may be too afraid even now of hurting your feelings to cut off
communication, so this is a decision that you will want to make. Look back at how you fell for this teacher and
identify where you could have done things differently. You have talked to a counselor,
a friend, or to anyone else to help you
with this situation. How did you think that he was interested in going beyond the
relationship you had in the school classroom? Where did you see what you wanted
to see?
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