Breakups...

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I came home this past Friday for my last Spring Break of my college career. It was also the day I broke up with my boyfriend of four years. It was hard and I still miss him like crazy but it was something that had to be done. In the long run, we want different things and I wasn't very happy. I felt trapped and that I was being forced to settle. He has a great job in our hometown and loves living here but I don't. It isn't something I want and I would have to drive over an hour every day for a decent paying job in my field. My hometown is never somewhere I wanted to stay and it wouldn't make me happy to stay here and it isn't somewhere I want to raise a family. I just know there is more out there for me than what this town can offer. It isn't fair of me to ask him to leave his job or to wait for me to come back around. I still have at least two more years of schooling for Grad school to get my Master's degree. We did end on good terms though. He was a family friend before we started dating and he will be one even after we stop. He is apart of our family regardless of it we continue to date or not. We both love each other and always will but we know that we want different things at different times. Love wasn't the problem with us but life was.