I have, more or less, broken up with every guy I've ever dated. It has always been easier to end it than to keep it going, because continuing always requires more work. Ending it was always easy for me, awkwardness aside. It's not that I am a cold hearted bitch by nature but was made into one through my own self-defeat. I am currently working through this. Every day, I teeter between ending it and sticking around to see what happens. At the end of every day, the latter wins over the former, so I guess that's a start.