I had a girlfriend two years ago, it's amazing how fast time flies, anyway. I started dating her because she threatened to commit suicide because of me, so I agreed because I really wanted her as a friend, even though she wasn't attracted to women. Over time, I tried to get used to it because I convinced myself we were good friends; I liked holding hands with her or sleeping together. Everything got worse when she started wanting to take care of me too much. We became friends instantly cause we both self-harmed or liked those unusual things, so I didn't like that suddenly my bad influence was trying to take care of me. Then she started asking me to kiss her like any normal couple, knowing that I didn't really want to be her girlfriend and that I had told her that because of a bad experience as a child, I didn't like kissing, hugging, or sex, so she insisted that I get drunk so she could do all those things. Then we broke up because I couldn't take it anymore.