At a point in my life, I had to choose between two women -- one wanted to marry me, one, we had barely gotten our relationship going. I chose the former, which was the right choice, but I bemoan the chance I could have had to get a certain fetish out of my system. This girl also meant so much to me too, but I had to break it off, and break off all contact. I have reached out to her in the years since (it's been about 13 years), but she's not interested in even being acquaintances. Sad to have to make hard choices like that.