My girlfriend of two years and I just broke up. I was on the fence throughout our relationship, never really sure, and struggling with the anxiety it caused me. I fixated on things about her I didn't like and ignored things I should have cherished. I love her but rarely, if ever, felt in love. My mind was occupied with: "Is it her or is it me?" Am I a neurotic commitment-phobe or is she simply not the one? I dreaded breaking up but always felt I was delaying the inevitable, that we were wrong for each other, that it was unfair for her especially. Now that it's over I'm a wreck, flipping between thinking it's for the best and wondering if I could still make it work. I've found myself in similar situations with two past girlfriends, but never as long-lasting as this. My parents have been together for 30 years and are happy despite the usual ups and downs. I want so bad for this girl to be the one, but don't dare make a move until I'm 100% sure. Even so, it's probably too late.
