I was with her since 15 and am now 32. We grew so apart over the years and grew very distant. After years of doubting the partner I chose - hell, I never dated anyone else - the constant fighting, lack of intimacy and no common ground drove me to make the hardest decision of my life. I left. I guess I was tired of feeling like I settled. We never had any conversation that kept my attention. I was never good enough. We shared different values(she's very Greek and her culture often came before me. My parents even said, after the fact, that they never saw us display any sort of affection. My brother said we were like squabbling brother and sister. And most of my friends were not surprised when I announced my decision.

Why do I feel so awful? The guilt. The self -doubt. I can't let go. Even though I know that having kids with my polar opposite would only make the future that much more difficult. How can I close this chapter?