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You and your high school boyfriend have more shared friends (or at least acquaintances) and similar experiences growing up in the same kind of small, Midwest town or big East Coast city.
Eleventh grade taught me to stop assuming the grass is always greener and keep my eyes open for what’s right in front of me.12th grade. We continued to date while he lived across the pond.
When I went to visit for a week (my mom was cool enough to let me skip school), he broke up with me, saying our relationship would never be like the way it was.
While I was still fawning over all of the guys who had graduated and gone off to college, I didn’t pay attention to all of the great guys in my own grade.
I know without a doubt I missed out on some great opportunities to get to know the male counterpart of my fellow juniors. The first was a British boy three years older than me who went to the same high school but moved back to England.