7 years and 9 months. We broke up a week before Valentine's Day last year @ a Starbucks in Manhattan that I avoid now at all costs. We started dating at the end of my freshmen year of HS when he was a senior there too, ages 15 & 18. Things went sour when I went to college and we never fully recovered, tho we did pretend we were fine for 4 years after that! How grown up of us.
A year out of the relationship now I see things with a lot of clarity and know it was not the healthiest of relationships and that I deserve better. I always thought I'd marry him but now I feel that I'd always be a "little girl" in that relationship, never his equal and thankfully since then I've grown up quite a bit. I'm a better person because of all that. No regrets.
Currently I've been dating a great man here in the city for 3 months.
