my break up with my fiance

Breaking-up is never easy but it is especially catastrophic when one is calling of a wedding . My finance and I were having a lot of troubles in our relationship . Toward the end we were barely speaking and never having sex . Our families were close friends and I am convinced that the only reason we lasted as long as we did was due to that relationship

When I told her I was leaving I saw utter defeat in her eyes , not sadness . It was as though she knew it was coming and she had tried

to save our relationship as much as possible , but toward the end one of us had to give up , or so that was my opinion . She , on the other hand , would have kept trying . I know she loved me and I loved her , I still do love her , but we lived such opposite lives . There are times when feelings and reality are on two opposite sides of the spectrum . At some point , love just isn 't enough . I was , and remain , convinced that however hard we would have tried , we wouldn 't have been able to overcome our troubles

I was disappointed that I had let her down as I had , and I wish that there was something that I could have offered her , besides my life that is . After a cooling period we agreed to remain friends , and though we have kept in touch there is still a lot of hostility between us , or from her toward me at least

There are times when I try to imagine what would have happened had I not called off the wedding . Would she have given up ? Would we have worked things out ? I did what I believed to be best at the time I gave each of us a chance at finding happiness . The unfortunate thing is that when people get engaged , they build a dream together , an imaginary life that they will live somewhere down the road . The dream she and I built did not reflect our reality and had little chance of making the conversion...