I'm a relationship person. There, I said it. A relationship person. I'm currently a senior in college and have essentially had a boyfriend since I was in eighth grade. And you know what? I literally would not change a single thing about my experience. Here's a brief history of my track record:
My first boyfriend, Josh and I met when we were 12 years old. We dated all throughout high school, and it felt like an IRL Tay Swift music video…until we went off to college on different sides of the country. We wanted to try to make the long-distance work, but it was
hard. He went to school farther away from home than I did, so visiting each other wasn't really an option either. And trust me, the distance took its toll.
Around that time, I started becoming friends with Greg. He and I went to college together, so when Josh and I broke up officially, I started seeing him as more than someone I'd just grab lunch with. I
really didn't expect myself to be into anyone so soon after such a long relationship…but I was. It never fully felt right with Greg though. I liked him, but I didn't love him the way I loved Josh, you know? So after just three months of dating, I mustered up the courage to tell him how I felt and ended the relationship.
Six weeks after our breakup, I went to Italy to study abroad for the summer before my junior year.
This was my moment to be single, I thought. And, well,
thaaaaat lasted all of five minutes....
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