JFC Feddit's a cesspool of TMI-ing loserpotami tonight ... TL;DR to this loooooong-ass screed: Nine months of Hell I went through. Nine months that changed my life forever. It spiraled me into a heavy depression and has given me social-anxiety ever since. I gained 100 pounds back and haven't been in a relationship for over 7 years. I'm back in college getting my degree in Computer Science and just trying to sort out in my mind all of the harm that came from 9 months of my life. I'm a lot better for it because I have learned a lot about myself and I've grown up ten-fold. I have helped out many friends with relationship problems because of my own past relationships. But I'm still looking for love. Still wondering if it exists for me in the large and confusing world. My hope is to meet someone special that I can love with all my being and raise a family with. One day I hope.  P.S. Vicky ended up getting hitched in Reno to another guy 6 months after we got divorced, had another child, and from what I heard, she isn't with him anymore.