I have been in a relationship, with the same guy, for nearly four years. Before this, we were together on and off for a few years. Needless to say, it's been a lot, and from all of that, I can tell you honestly, relationships are hard.

Throughout this relationship, we have endured everything. We have lied and "cheated" and hurt each other in more ways than I can count. We have said so many terrible things to each other and we have broken each other's hearts multiple times. We have been each others best friend...and worst enemy.

I've let him down hundreds, probably thousands, of times. He's let me down just as many times, as well. There have been times where he doesn't want anything to do with me and times I felt the same.

We have been through illnesses, deaths, accidents, and so much more. We have been each other's stability through my Anorexia, through the loss of his favorite person in the world, through our own family problems. We have been there for each other.

I am sad and happy to say we have changed. The people we are, are not the same people we were in high school or middle school. We have grown up and, with that, we grew apart a little.

We have had real times when we have looked at each other and tried to decide if it was all still worth it. If I was worth it to him, if he was to me, if our relationship was still worth fighting for.

Sometimes, I think we almost decide it isn't. But we never actually do.

Because I choose him, and he chooses me.

It's hard to love someone so much. It really is. It's real work to wake up everyday and love him. Because it is a choice. Sure, you fall in love by chance. But you choose to keep loving someone.

You choose to wake up and love them. You choose to clean the house and pick up his dirty socks. You're tired emotionally from work, but you know he is more physically exhausted, so you cook dinner. You even make dessert sometimes. You complain but you do what he needs you to do.

He chooses to love me when I'm crying for no reason. He wakes up earlier than he has to, to make sure I get to work on time. He goes to the store for the third time in a day because I forgot something.

Love is all of the good things in the world and all of the bad. It is so hard to love someone every single damned day.

But, if you find the right person, it's all worth it.