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Kalel, I've been in your position. I met this girl around new years, we had a blast. Spontaneous making out at parties, tons of memories, "pillow talk" (sometimes floor talk at a friend's house), you really get to liking this person. Eventually one of you decides to bring up what all of it has meant, if anything. You both agree it did, and you start something official. Somewhere along the line, one or both of you changes. You slip out of your PU attitude a little, she gets extra sensitive, you find out little things about eachother that are just total opposites. She likes all the food you hate. She has different goals. Her mind operates on some foreign code to you. The only difference is that I was the one who wanted to salvage our differences and she didn't. I can't say I was nearly as happy toward the end as I was in the beginning, but it was hard to leave because you still have that lingering feeling of what it used to be. If not that, your ego sees it as you failing to keep someone interested in you. It just gets harder and harder. I don't think there is an easy way out, just be fortunate that you are on the side that saw that the differences were too unbearable and not where she is, she is definitely going to be hurt more than you. You need to decide whether or not you still want to be friends, and that is going to get pretty hard. Moving on is one part, then watching the other person move on is another. If you really can't handle watching it, its going to turn into fighting, awkwardness, and eventually bitterness. I should say, if she can't handle watching it, its going to end up like that if you're still in regular/best friend contact.
Just don't be hostile about it, be as gentle and supportive as you can.
This would be my advice for people who are going through this.
Exactly what I'm talking about. I try to be gentle and supportive at the end. I understand logically that it wasn't their fault at all, they're just being them. But I am a little pissed off that things didn't stay as great as they started out. I just don't know who I'm pissed off at, me, her, fate, the situation in general(though it is hard to be pissed at a concept). Whatever I'm angry at doesn't matter. Because usually before one of these breakups, there is a string of arguments over nothing really, that almost cements in the fact of incompatibility. Pointless fights that erupt from the internal growing animosity felt for the other person over the numerous differences that ultimately make you want to leave.