After 6 years, Sarah and I have broken up. It still seems weird to say, and I still don't think I really feel it yet, but it is true. It happened last Monday, but I haven't been in much of a writing mood so I waited til now to write a blog about it.
This is the hardest thing I've ever done in my life. It was techincally me that broke up with her, but I think we both kinda sensed the same thing. Basically, we were just different in every aspect, so much so that it became glaringly obvious recently, at least to me, that we were not going to be able to be together forever and be happy with each other's decisions/lifestyles. Without getting into too many details, pretty much every major decision that we would discuss for the future, we had different ideas of what we wanted to do. It was a friendly and understanding break up, and we still live together and are definitely civil, but it still really hurts when I realize she is no longer my girlfriend. Just because I knew it had to happen does not make it any easier.
It's just really tough living with a girl you still have feelings for, and probably always will, and trying to act normal. We have fun and joke, but there's always the realization that things are just not the same. The toughest thing is that our phone calls no longer end in "I love you." It seems like there's something missing every time.
Looking back on our relationship, I do not regret one minute we spent together. She was an amazing girlfriend, and we had so many good times together. I grew as a person, and gained a lot of confidence from her. Some people may think I could have made more use of my college years, but even if I had known the whole time that we wouldn't last, I still would not have changed anything. I will never forget the last 6 years of my life...
Sorry that I'm going on all depressing like this, I just felt like I had to write something down. I'll leave it there for now.
Saturday, June 11, 2011
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