breakup numero tres:

My boyfriend of two months and I broke up tonight. I can't really say I'm sad, though I did cry for all of two minutes. I was really starting to question why I was in that relationship in the first place. Sure, he was a nice enough kid but he's just got too much emotional baggage. That, and I've never met anyone so negative and annoying. He had awful taste in music and he was just not at all who I had hoped to date. We were supposed to be on our 'honeymoon phase' but I kept hoping things would get better and I'd like him more. That's not how a relationship should start off, at all.
Why did I sacrifice my well-being to be with someone who didn't even make me happy? I was perfectly happy being single so why did I cave in? I'll probably be mulling this over the next couple days, but I won't let myself beat myself up for letting it happen. THIS IS JUST AN EXAMPLE OF WHAT I DON'T WANT NEXT TIME. I will never, ever let a boy interfere with my happiness again. Only augment it.