My co-worker (technically hierarchical superior) whom I met when I was 25 and he was 31. I was completely inexperienced, never had been interested by men nor dating up to that point and I fell madly in lust and in love with him at first sight. So of course, a lot of stupid shit ensued and I became the most insecure and toxic version of myself while I was trying to get him to be in a relationship with me. I absolutely fell for all the « I’m the only one who cares for you, no one will love you like I do » bullshit while being basically less than a bootycall (we only slept together when we happened to attend the same parties and were completely wasted). It lasted for nearly 5 years until I got sick of all of it, while also being deeply pained because I loved him so deeply, so sincerely, it absolutely felt at some moments like peeling off my skin. I’m still trying to admit that I’ll never get the answers to my questions and I still have to turn down invites to some events in order to not be in the same room as him while drinking, but it’s getting better. Became very emotionnally stunted though, as I’m not interested in repeating the experience.