The obsession affecting your grades has more to do with you allowing it to be an excuse and a distraction than it has to do with the problem itself.
Yes, it's quite possible that I'm using my obsession as a scapegoat for my tendency to procrastinate and be a bit lazy.
Is she so pretty that you enjoy watching her?
Yes, that's just about the exact reason. I have no idea what makes her so special in my eyes, though, because there are many pretty 7th grade girls. There just seems to be something about her demeanor that pulls me in. She seems to be a bit quiet and shy (though she may not be like this, I've never spoken more than four words to her). However, I usually find that my eyes gravitate towards her face. There just seems to be this unearthly prettiness about her face that really grabs my attention.
Is stalking her thrilling for you?
Yes, I think you got another bull's eye. It is quite a thrill. Just catching a glimpse of her is a thrill. Everything about her captivates me in a way no other girl has before. If I see her then I instantly feel happy inside. If she's not at school then I consider it a day wasted. If I go a day without seeing her then I feel depressed and moody. I almost told another person about it just to get her on my team for my school's winter carnival! Then I realized that would be a bad idea because the person who plans the teams is not a very trustworthy person. But the simple idea that I might have done that, when a few months ago I was anxious about
anybody finding out about my attraction to her, is frightening to me. It feels as though in the past few months I've become a completely different person. If I traveled back in time to tell my younger self what he was to become, then he probably would have been disturbed. Sometimes I feel like I want nothing more than to be in a relationship with her. I hate the feeling of obsession. The feeling that the entirety of your being is dependent on a single entity is one that is tearing me apart from the inside.
If I've disturbed anyone with my little wall of text, then I'm sorry. I've been bottling up these feelings for what feels like forever, and I know that I could never tell a word of this to anyone I know. Not even the few people who know of my attraction to her. To them it seems like an innocent little attraction that everyone gets from time to time. If they knew that it had escalated this much, then they'd probably never look at me the same. While typing this, it feels as though I've tapped into the darkest part of my mind, and words and feelings just started flowing through my fingertips. I've finally been able to let out most of my feelings, but for some reason, I only feel worse. Once again, thanks for reading.