I suppose it’s all subjective, but I have found that the benefits of a relationship with my best friend overwhelmingly trump the drawbacks. We got to skip the awkward first dates, the small talk, the games. We already knew we had similar tastes and opinions on more important matters. He knows my entire family already (they adore him and vice versa), even the distant relatives, and his parents and I already have a mutual love for one another. It seems so logical, but I was apprehensive about it, at first. At this point, any past anxiety seems irrelevant,  because I can’t tell you how wonderful it has been. Maybe I’m finally more concerned with my own happiness, rather than the opinions of others.