So, I made the decision. Ouch.

He said "taking a break" wouldn't work. It's all or nothing. Honestly, it's better that way. Things were not good anymore and they weren't likely to get better anytime soon. He's not happy and I'm not happy. Too much resentment going on. I told him I'm sure. Yes, I want to break up. It's time.

I hope this was the right thing to do. I still spent the night there with him. That was really hard. I love him so much still, and I was crying pretty bad most of the time. I feel like I cut off a part of my body. Most of the time that we were together, it was just so comfortable. I'm going to miss that terribly.

I'll be fine, don't worry. It just hurts when something good has to end.