I have been with my fiancé for fifteen years - since the age of 17. We have both come from poverty stricken backgrounds and deprivation. We've been together through university, grief and the birth of our two children and he is the kindest, sweetest man I could ever be with. We were due to marry in the summer, our wedding has now been cancelled. For about three months, I have had fleeting feelings where I have wished our wedding was cancelled. When I got the phone call I was so relieved. Every day I wake up, I know I love him but I can't be with him. I'm not sure if its depression because the way I am writing about him, there would be no indication that I did not like him. There are no major flaws with him, he is not flawless but he is the most patient man and hands on with his children. I just fear we've outgrown each other. As mentioned above, we've grown up in poor households and managed to achieve some sort of success economically. Our lives have stayed relatively the same, but it no longer excites me.