Well, met this gorgeous guy through someone I had begun dating but was not interested in. Just fell head over heels and did not realize it till it was staring me in the face. The gorgeous guy was going through a divorce and was a “hot mess”. He strung me along, mostly for sex I think. Broke my heart, serial cheater. Hardest thing I ever did was call up and leave a message to never contact me again. Ah the anxiety and I felt like I was breaking an addiction. But I finally got over it and began dating a man who was my friend only for 7 years. He was always more interested in me than I was to him. But it felt easy going. We got together quickly and married in a year. About 2 years into the marriage- gorgeous guy makes contact through Facebook and basically says I was the one. That I did not fit his typical ‘ideal’ initially but became ‘the one’. I told him basically he’d blown it and that I had been all-the-way there and it was now too late. Found out a short while (couple years later) he does of lung cancer - apparently I believe he’s been diagnosed about that time. It did feel slightly good he tried to get back BUT I would have forced myself to never go back with him because I knew he’d do it to me again.