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I fell in love with a seventeen-year-old girl. I'm 27. Am I normal? I mean the girl confided in me because she trusts me, confides in me. As a 17-year-old, she has really gone through horrible things in life. Her father has been down with a stroke for years now. Her mother, whom she loves so dearly, has forsaken her. She's all alone and vulnerable. I saw all these and I kept offering some advice and helping her in the little way I could. Then, the unthinkable happened. Woke up one day and I realise nothing else matters. Only she. I mean, I couldn't tell her my feelings because it's wrong and I feel terribly jealous when I see her with her boyfriend. I don't have much friends myself and I'm so lonely. Perhaps, this is what aggravates all these feelings from nowhere.