I regret getting involved with a married man who was separated (or so I was told). I ended up getting dragged into the divorce proceedings while child custody issues dragged on for almost a year and every money issue imaginable stalled a settlement. I saw how he hid money, twisted the truth and ruthlessly did/said what he needed to get his way. But then I sensed uncertainty and uncovered a nightmare: his email was on the AshleyMadison breach and the nail in the coffin? He travels for work and I found him on Craigslist personals (one ad a full face no less) numerous times in the cities he was in after a series of gut inclinations. He even posted in the very area he lives once I ended things. Why did I expect I was any different? Why did I expect he would ever change? Maybe the old addage is true: once a cheat, always a cheat. But in the end, I regret wasting a second on this lying, manipulative turd and feel terrible for her and mostly embarrassed for his entire family. I dodged a bullet, have started anew and can forever not be associated with such a disgusting quality of character. Imagine being married to that or having a father who does that?!