with beauty imperfect.

I'm sick. I'm literally sick to my stomach over this. Here I am, 15 days away from my big move to Toronto, and I get dumped. He doesn't want to be in a long distance relationship. Pah. Honestly, as rocky as things have been for our last 7 months, he obviously didn't want to be in any type of relationship. But of course in my typical "go-hard gabby" fashion, I always did my damn best to make it work - even when it became emotionally unhealthy. And now that we're at odds because I'm leaving, this isn't a battle I can win. Finally, the facts have won the war. I'm moving... and he doesn't want to wait. 

But to be honest, I really don't want him to wait. Based on how our year-and-a-half long relationship has gone, I can't picture what we have as something I want to have forever. There were a lot of flaws. Listen, I won't point fingers, because I believe we're both responsible for our travesty of a relationship. And besides, they always say when you point your finger, you have three pointing right back at you. 

How do you know when it's time to give up on the one you love? How do you know when HE is the one worth all the fuss? Maybe if I could just find the answer to these questions, it would make this break-up easier.