From the Boston Globe, this is love letters.

I'm Meredith Goldstein.

I think that some of the worst kind of breakups are the cloudy ones, the ones that leave

us with too many questions.

Based on the letters I see in my advice column, there are two kinds of cloudy breakups one is when you don't even

know whether you've been dumped you're like are we taking a break am I supposed to work on

myself and come back later is Is this really over? The other leaves you asking one question

7,000 times. Why? So many letter writers are like, why did this happen?

Why can't it work?

Why did this end?

They need a cause of death.

But they don't get one.

Take this letter, for example. I received it from a guy who I'll call Dante and you'll hear why.

producer Scott Helman reads.

I met my girlfriend eight years ago in college. We fell in love, have traveled the world together, and supported each other as we pursued our dreams.

I'm 29, she's about to turn 30. We have all the same friends. Two years ago we bought a place together.

We've been happy and deeply in love the entire time and are compatible in terms of values, passions, and interests.

Or so I thought.

Weeks ago, out of the blue, she said she wasn't sure how she feels about me anymore.

We wrote a list of things to improve our relationship,

but after a week of trying, I asked how we were and she said she was still unsure.

I reacted emotionally and said I would do anything for her. It got very heavy

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