Dear Prudence,
I’m 31 years old and several months into a relationship with a wonderful man. We really enjoy each other’s company, and I feel differently about him than I’ve felt about anyone else. So why can’t I stop thinking, “Get out now before it’s too late?” Since even before we started dating, I’ve been dogged by the near-certainty that if we ever got together, he’d eventually break up with me and I would be left with the emotional wreckage. This feeling is nothing more than my own intuition—we’ve made plans assuming we’ll be together for a couple years at least, and he’s mentioned longer-term possibilities. We have a lot in common, but we’re also very different (he’s an outdoorsy, can-do extrovert while I’m a scatterbrained introvert who likes sitting down). As we’ve been together, it’s only strengthened my view that we are too different to stay together permanently. But that shouldn’t be the test of a worthwhile relationship—I’ve never felt that any relationship that ends is a failure, and I’ve never based my dating decisions on who fits into my retirement plans. Fear of vague future unhappiness is not a good reason to end a relationship that’s making both of us happy right now—is it?
—Pre-Everything Jitters