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* A few years ago, when I was 29, I started dating my running buddy Mark *. Within two months, he brought up moving in together; after six months, he started asking when I'd be ready to get engaged. I was freaked out by how fast things were moving, but I told myself I was being crazy--why should'nt we get married? So when he proposed after we'd been together for 10 months, I said yes.
But when we started discussing our future lives together, we found we agreed on almost nothing. He wanted lots of kids; I didn't know if I wanted even one. He wanted to see his parents often; I wanted some distance. Everytime we tried to hammer things out, he became angrier and I ...