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Recently, I started thinking about how he has not once came to visit me. It usually didn’t matter, but I’m currently out of a job and don’t have the funds to keep traveling to him. It was always me making an effort to go see him.
With a heavy heart, I ended things earlier this week and told him things don’t make sense with the distance, even though I enjoy spending time with him a lot. He responded to let me know if I’m in the area, and told me he’d do the same. He even told me to let him know if I wanted to go on a beach trip in the summer.
I guess as I part ways, I’m feeling grief for letting something go that made me feel so happy. Did I do the right thing?