I'm the kind of person who will walk around a store holding three items for an hour before deciding I really don't like them that much- a piece of information that I recently told a close friend. Her response- "you're kind of like that with boyfriends too." We both chuckled but then I really started to think about what she was saying. Am I picky? Uncommitted? Get bored easily?

My issue is that I take my time with things. I try things on, imagine how they'll fit in certain scenarios, make sure they'll match well with pieces I already have, and sometimes, unfortunately, it takes me a while to realize something isn't right for me. I think it's very natural to go through a period of growth in every relationship- starting out as one set of people and ultimately becoming a matured, ripened version of that original set. But sometimes in the process, we realize that this person that was so good for us at one point maybe isn't anymore. It's nothing to feel sad or depressed about and certainly not grounds for #foreveralone tags in photos of you and your cat. Before millennial started dating the way millennials date, there was this thing called "casual dating" where you actually went out on dates to see if someone was a good fit or not. There is no shame in walking around the store a bit before hitting the register.