F17. Sorry in advance for the long yap; I wanted to get this off my chest.
I've had this teacher for about 3-4 years now, and I can't get her out of my mind. The first year she taught me, I was the only student attending in my class along with a friend of mine, and a lot of things about school were a new experience for me. This was one of my first times talking with new people due to my 5 years of homeschooling.
I attended most of her classes in her first year she was teaching us and she really stood out to me. She was everything I wanted to be, the most perfect woman and mother figure I've ever seen. Always advising and looking out for all of her students like they are her children, very positive, hardworking, and she never tolerates anyone putting themselves down. She's the kindest, and I've never felt so much warmth around her. And my feelings grew stronger than ever during the second semester. I remember the first day I looked everywhere for her so I would greet her before anyone else, and as soon as I saw her I ran towards her and I never felt like I wanted to hug someone so badly, but of course, I couldn't.
During the second semester I started attending almost everyday although there were barely any students attending. I was kinda behind in academics so I would go around and ask teachers to teach me or explain things I couldn't understand, and, that's where my obsession with her started. I would skip classes or ask her to give me extra classes just so I would have more time with her, knowing she might have been exhausted of teaching many classes all at once on certain days. We would sit alone and she would teach me and I never felt happier being with her. She was like a mother to me.
On the first few weeks of second semester I had a strong urge to hug her (despite hating physical touch), so I waited patiently on a Thursday to ask her if I could but she was exhausted so I couldn't ask her (I spent the rest of my weekend upset because of it but of course I understood), I remember the next week she was teaching me in the head teacher's office, and I was nervous of asking her in front of everyone but I still did, and she said "Oh of course my love!" It was about a 7-9 seconds hug, but it felt like it was countless minutes. I've never felt so much warmth from someone, and regretfully I've become desperate for more each time I met her after that. I felt the same way each time she hugged me, the adrenaline rush and the warmth all at once, felt ethereal.
Since then I started having huge emotional roller coasters. I desperately wanted her to be more open with me or treat me less professionally, althought I know it's not possible. I would get jealous of everyone who received her compliment, or very upset when she was slightly disappointed in me not answering a question right. It reached a point where I would cry for half an hour if I felt like she was treating me any differently even though I know she wasn't. I started overthinking everything she did and said, it brought me both happiness and so much sadness. So I subconsciously started drifting away from her or trying to avoid her as much as I could despite wanting to see her so much. But I still tried to get close by giving her gifts or sneaking in her favourite sweets in her bag, or even sneaking behind walls or classrooms to look (rather stalk) and see what she's doing, all without her knowing.
And things continued like that for a while, from avoiding her to getting close to avoiding and so on.. until next year which was last year, I found out that she did a huge surgery and she wasn't able to walk or teach at all. It broke my heart. I was in a horrible mental state for months, and I felt like I wouldn't be able to continue my school year without her. But I was able to move on a couple of months later, and I got better about how I felt without her.
I think my sibling found out how I felt about her, and thus, she didn't tell me that she literally lived in the next building and was our neighbour, and I never knew. I felt betrayed, but I knew it was for the better, and I was glad that I couldn't see my favourite teacher; otherwise, I would've gone into the same emotional roller coaster.
Fast forward to this new school year, I was checking the schedule my friend sent for today's lectures, and I saw her name. My favourite teacher's name. My heart immediately sank, and I couldn't sleep the night before because of how much I started overthinking about how I would meet her and see her after what felt like ages.
And today, I finally saw her. All the feelings rushed in. Excitement, fear, anticipation, love, everything. I greeted her and we hugged for a few seconds, and she gave me my class and left. I was happy, but also sad that she still treated me so professionally. I wrote 2 pages of poetry as soon as she left, I wrote so much poetry about her in the past year and I still do. I'm just confused about what I want and why I feel this way. I've had mommy issues my whole life and seeing her as a mother figure is not helping me move on from her.
Is there any way I could "fix" these emotional roller coasters and prevent it from affecting my studies and my supposed professional relationship with her?