Actually, love is probably the most complicated emotion a person could ever feel. That's why relationships can be so difficult and confusing.
Last night, I broke up with my best friend and the love of my life. Before you freak out, let me explain. Edward and I are both very young, very very young to be in such a committed and emotionally demanding relationship. It has been a wonderful journey and I have been so privileged to have him. But we had reached a point in our relationship where we could not progress as a couple until we had progressed alone, and figured out who we were as individuals. I came to the conclusion that the only way to save our relationship (which had been under great strain of late) was to end it.
We're not thinking of it as an end, but rather as a step in our journey through life together, and hopefully a step that will mean that when he's returned from his LDS mission, we can better handle the demands of that kind of a relationship because we are older, more mature, and we know who we are.
I went in to the breakup like I was walking to my death, but after the deed was done and I was sobbing, things went surprisingly well. Edward is a wonderful man who was kind and comforting, and told me that it was okay, that we would of course remain friends, even best friends, and that if this would make me happy, it would make him happy.
By the time I came home, we were laughing and joking about our breakup, and we were both, remarkably, happy. We both know we made the right choice at the right time, and we look forward to a long and happy future together, even though we don't think it is best that we are together right now.
Love,
Lizzy :)
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