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Dear Breakup Girl,

I have had a crush on this guy named Danny for a long time. He is two years older than I and now in ninth grade. I miss him so much, and I know I am only in seventh grade, but I really, really like him. I am starting to decide what high school to go to but it is just too hard. My friends all make fun of me, and I cry every night. This is all too much pressure. My best friend whom I have known all my life saw him and said, "Hey, you can have Michael (her boyfriend), and I can have Danny." I know she was only joking, but I took seriously.

I am going through so much right now, and no one understands. My teacher said something one day in class like, "If you really loved someone and a train was coming and both of you were standing on the tracks, you would push that other person off. That's when you love someone." Personally, I feel that if that ever were to happen I really, truly would push Danny off. That is how much I love him.

--Dana

Dear Dana,

Okay, BG would like to schedule some sort of superhero-teacher conference. I mean, it's good that you listen to your teachers and take what they say to heart -- and BG wouldn't wanna change that -- but...what?! That's love? What, education funding is so low that they've combined math with some sort of "Healthy Choices" class, and you get upsetting word problems like "If a train is approaching at 50 mph and only one person can fit on the track, who loves whom more?" Dana, I know you love Danny, but that train thing, that's not love. How about holding hands and jumping to safety together? Much better.

Yes, again, I know you love Danny. I totally get how much you'll miss him. Oh boy, believe me. I remember when my sixth-grade bf was going off to a different middle school -- it was awful! -- and I wrote him out all the words to "Babe," by Styx, on really nice paper. Trust me, that's love.

But it's possibly to have your crush and stay on track, alive and well. I know it feels like you'll never feel this way again about anyone; I know it feels like no one gets it at all. Still, you know, it's like, your feelings are soooo big that nothing anyone else could say (heck, even, really, what that teacher said) could capture them anyway, right? Everything will fall short and sound like just some sort of tease. Everything. So do your best to let what your friends say roll off your back – they are totally annoying, but they are just teasing – and let yourself miss him... for a little while longer. I know I am going to sound like I don't get it, but I really truly do, so just bear with me: I promise that once – if -- you let yourself get swept up in the waves of summer the "pressure" you describe will lighten along with your hair, and you will will will be off to new fun and new love. And on the way, throw Danny from the train a kiss.

Love,
Breakup Girl

 
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