I would like to tell you I stopped the relationship because I realized this wasn’t what love was supposed to look like. But even as I decided to stick with graduate school, and not move across the country to be with Arlo, and in so doing caused one more grievous hurt to this person I’d hurt before, I told myself this was another failure on my part. That I was just too weak to be with a person who saw me truly. And here I was, hurting him again. One more bad thing.