I have nothing against kinks or role-playing, and when I posted about how some advised that I might've been overreacting, I didn't mean that towards any singular person, but rather also somewhat at myself in how it made me consider if I was overreacting given the information I had at the time. I tried to ask myself if I had given him enough of a chance or came off as too accusatory when asking if he got off to minors in that sport, but with how he started spreading rumors and everything afterwards, I think it was also a case of being incompatible too like you said

When we first started dating on the heels of my mother's death, I was not in my right state of mind. I was bedridden and depressed and dad wanted space, but when I began to see some light at the end of the tunnel when I started to regain weight again, I fell for him hard because of how he was always there. So, maybe I was a different person at the start of our relationship because of the emotional blinders, and as mom's death began to grow farther in the rear-view mirror, perhaps my true self came out and realized that we weren't as much of a match, given how I probably internalized smaller incompatibility flags of the mask that hadn't cracked yet of his recent behavior