She left me, and I'm a disaster. I only half-assedly saw it coming.
I didn't think it would actually happen.
I left the girl I love to pursue my passion for snowboarding and mountains and nature and fuck I don't know, something else.
In the process I pushed her away. I grew complacent, I forgot about her and our future until she was forced to forget about me.
I don't know if I pushed her away, or maybe it was inevitable. Relationships are so strange and so beautiful and so terrible and fuck I don't know, something else.
I don't know if I should be upset with her for not respecting the direction I was being pulled in, especially when that direction was away from her? I know there's not much of a chance that snowboarding will provide any form of stable income, but I'm not as worried about the future as she is.
I know at some point I can go back to school and figure things out.
I originally decided I wanted to do this for her and now, after the breakup, all I know is I will eventually do this for myself...
She was right in so many ways.
She was right in terms of our happiness.
Part of me regrets the fact that I didn't do this for US sooner. Instead I just got defensive and was short with her whenever she brought it up.
She experiences different feelings and has different passions that make her feel the same way that snowboarding makes me (and will always make me) feel. I won't ever deny the fact that her passions had more potential than mine. I tried my best to respect those things, but our paths in life parted, and I lost her.
I don't care about potential.
I don't know how to fix this.
I should've made more of an effort to consider her.
I hope things eventually work out between us, but they may not.
I can't lose hope in the fact that things will work out for me.
I'd never lose hope that things work out for her.
I fucking love that girl.
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