So here's the thing about life and longterm relationships; you will change. So will she. So will the next girl you find. There is no 'perfect' woman. She will just be perfect for you, her imperfections and all.

I'm not saying you should do anything except think about this from a different perspective. Maybe try to imagine the ghost of your future self.

Ask yourself, ifyou let her go, in ten years do you think that all those traits you love in her will be the 'could have beens' that you miss? How deeply would you regret losing her? Staying 'friends' no matter how close you were will become nearly impossible when life drags you both on down the road to other lives, partners, etc. So the odds are you will lose her friendship if the weight is something you can't get past.

That said, if you truly cannot get past it, then do her a favor and set that girl free. You're not going to do her any favors by staying and feeling resentful that you missed out on your elusive perfect girl.

Speaking of the dream girl... maybe you'll find her. Maybe she will be exactly who you're looking for. Then maybe she will come up against a medical issue and gain weight or something even more tragic. When my husband met me, I was 4 sizes smaller, athletic, active, ate healthy, and loads of fun. Then, I was diagnosed with a handful of chronic illnesses. Between chronic debilitating pain and stupid medications, as well as aging metabolism, I started gaining. I fought it. I eat like a bird, try to exercise, fail, and then feel awful. I want my hurband to have that same woman he married so badly that I struggle with self esteem something fierce now. There is only so much I can do about it. Beyond that, I know I'm aging. There's no stopping it. I've got silver hairs on my temples that recently started to appear and crows feet. I have no idea when they arrived, but they're here now. Tomorrow I'll probably discover some new sign of aging. My husband is aging too. It's life. I have to remind myself that I secretly like seeing him change and knowing these years have been together. He just gets better. Seriously. So why would I be so hard on myself for things I can't control? Maybe because of the culture women fight. After 29, it's over. Paradise lost. At least I have a man that still sees me. Not the archetype he's 'supposed' to want. He loves me, as is.

There is no greater external boost to a woman's self esteen than knowing the man she adores finds her absolutely alluring.

You can fight it all you want, but no organic smoothie or kale salad is going to stop it. Your bodies will change. So will your dream girl's.

Aside from that, do you know how hard it is to find someone even half as compatible as it sounds like the two of you are. I hit the jackpot with my man and I'm cringing a little as he snores right this second. Nobody is perfect. There will always be something that irks, bothers, bores, worries, or otherwise stresses you out with your partner. And you just be honest (except about how she looks in those jeans - she always "looks spectacular."), and be vulnerable, just the way you seem to be, and try to appreciate all those idiosyncrasies that make each of us unique. And if the day comes where something tragic happens, though I pray it never does, and that person is drastically altered, you try to accept it and find the person beneath. Is my husband my absolute dream archetypical man that I wanted as a young woman? Nope. And I'm eternally glad for it so many years later. He is perfectly imperfect, just like me, and that makes us a perfect pair.I hope you cane to love the so-called imperfections to.