Why is it that in our lives, and in how we decide our romantic relationships, we’re burdened with a titanic choice of judgement, in which we all look to make one day, a very choice which can either make our lives bliss, or hell? We as young adults desperately seeking love and acceptance, are expected by placements beyond us to do this one almost impossible thing. We’re expected without fail, or recanting, to decide one of the hardest life factoring choices which could ever be decided. Above all things in life we could possibly guess, we’re expected to choose of whom we will, for the lasting years of our mortality,…