NC for this. Last night I met with an ex. We were together over 20 years ago. Briefly went out at uni, he then cheated on me, split up and I met and married my husband. He split with the girl and tried to win me back but I was head over heels with hubby and remained so for many years until my own recent split. He himself married, divorced, then remarried and has 2 DCs with another on the way living in Australia. Hardly any contact until recent times when he comes back for work.
A few months ago we met up for a catch up, which was fab. Had my eldest with me and looked at old photos and told stories. Awesome time.
This time we met and I expected the same, which it was, lots of memories and talking about life. He says I was his one regret, and I do know that, I always have known if I'm honest. But I hold no grudges as we were young and different people back then. I have no regrets at all.
However, things went further after I became upset talking about my failed marriage and what I went through. It's easy the day after to reflect and have regrets when sense kicks in. I feel like I was his 'unfinished business' and feel awful for his poor unsuspecting wife. Ready for the MN abuse... I know I was complicit but really hit home how a leopard never changes his spots no matter how time passes!