Do not yoked together with unbelievers. For what do righteousness and wickedness have in common? Or what fellowship can light have with darkness? II Corinthians 6:14.
That said my mother when I finally decided to confess her that a boy liked me and I was pretty sure that I liked him to. The confession was the most difficult thing I've ever done, because it was the first step to reconsider all of my religious beliefs.
Yes! I was a Jehovah's Witnesses and the confession wasn't the most difficult thing I had to do now that I think about it...
