I just broke up with my boyfriend of almost two years the other day. Day by day, my chest has felt heavy with regret. We got into too many arguments, and I felt that he would never stick up for me. I felt like a second choice. But my brain of course keeps reminiscing in the good times. I can’t stop thinking about him, and I know it’s normal. I just can’t also stop thinking…did I make a mistake? What if he is the one and I just messed everything up because I cannot see the good in front of me. I know this goes against “everything happens for a reason”, but I can’t help but think that we are still supposed to be together. I mean not every relationship is sunshine and rainbows, but it felt like we were arguing a good amount. All I know is I still love him, I miss him, but something told me I need to do better for myself.