In 2014, I met the love of my life. A married woman whose marriage was basically just a formality, and she was abused and is in the process of getting a divorce and looking to find another man. I was skeptical at first, because whenever I hear the term "married" it's not just an immediate red flag, it's an immediate nuclear alert siren. Against my better judgement, things progressed super fast, and she told me I was the love of her life, and it was kismet and we were meant to be, and the sweetest most heart-melting things I've ever heard. I felt like I was in a fairy tale for months. Every day I'd wake up and be like can this really be happening? This stuff only happens in the movies. Totally different than any woman I've ever met. I told friends this might be "it."
Anyway, long story short, basically one day a flip switched, and Mrs. Perfect turned out to be a total psycho who was basically looking to control, use, manipulate, and verbally and emotionally abuse a kind-hearted guy to feel better about themselves, and drop that person(me!) like a bag of dirt a few steps shy of an engagement. I mean, I've been in "honeymoon stages" before in relationships, but never experienced a change this drastic. This was like Pam from The Office turning into Glenn Close from Fatal Attraction. A wolf in sheep's clothing who basically put on a 2 year charade of lies and deceit. Heart ripped out like never before. Never will I hold a deeper animosity for another human being than this woman. Complete and total devastation 2016 - the year from hell.
Best of luck to all the single men out there in 2017!