One of My Worst Mistakes
I've made quite a few mistakes over the years, and I guess that's just a part of life. For the most part, I try not to regret them, but the mistakes I feel the worst about are the ones where I hurt someone. The worst mistake I've ever made hurt one of my closest friends, and it's only now, a year and a half later, that we're really trusting each other again and not fighting on and off.
To make a very long story short, half way through my first year of university I had started seeing a guy from my dorm and felt that we were moving way too fast. As a result, I was feeling somewhat unsure of myself and more than a little used. To cheer me up, my friend suggested that we should have a girl's night. And as we were talking about this, I realized that she was flirting with me. I called her on it, and she apologized.
I really should have left it at that. Unfortunately, and for reasons I'm still not sure of, I didn't. Our girl's night turned into movies and drinks in my room, followed by some awkward making out. I quickly found the situation far too strange, and pulled away. She left, feeling very hurt. As it turned out, she'd had a crush on me, and I never knew. What occurred meant so much more to her than it had to me. I felt horrible. My friend is bi, and had a very hard time coming out. Neither of us were very clear about our intentions beforehand; she was hoping it would lead to something more, while I was under the impression it was something of an experiment. Needless to say, there were quite a few hard feeling to sort through.
I suppose this story comes with an upside. We're now much closer friends than we ever were, and have come to understand each other a lot more. Still, I wish I'd never caused her the pain I did.