My boyfriend and I have been together for 4.5 yrs. We both applied for phd programs last year, to the same cities. For both of us it was out of the question to try to live apart for 5-7 years. We didnt get into schools in any of the same cities, and I ended up deciding to pass up my offers, move with him to Boston, and re-apply this year (he had no options for school in the city I got in, I had several places I could apply to here, the schools I got into werent such a great fit for me anyway, and a whole bunch of other things went into the decision).
Scariest decision of my life, but I never regretted it, even though it was tough at times. I just got accepted today to my top choice program, which is actually a MUCH better place for me and a higher caliber program than the places I got into last year, with an amazing POI doing research right up my alley. I want a career, of course, and I love clinical psych, but for me, my family and those that I love come first.