Just because you love someone doesn't mean they're good for you or are going to be a positive factor in your life. I loved my second husband to death, he's a sweet guy and I still love him. But he's basically a fuckup and probably always will be, and I was ready to move forward in life and he wasn't. So it was either keep my fortunes tied to his and be a broke ass drug addict forever, or move on and move ahead. Haven't regretted it so far, 13 years later.