I met my boyfriend at a New Year’s party and found out right after our first kiss that we lived over an hour apart. But I thought, no big deal. Nine months later, when he made it very clear he was never leaving his childhood town and there was no way I was moving up there, it kind of spelled the end.

—KT

Aftermath: Men would rather chew off their own arm than come out and say “This isn’t going anywhere.” So I had to make the call, which sucked because I still think he’s unbelievably attractive!

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