I almost married the wrong girl a very long time ago. Oh sure, there were probably a whole bunch of fairly little things that were suboptimal. And one thing I do clearly remember because it surprised me was that my parents and a few friends--not very judgmental people--never really liked her. All the time, there was just this feeling in my gut that something wasn't right. I couldn't really define it. But part of it was that it seemed like she sorta thought she owned me. Like I was property. I didn't like that. Anyway, I called it off and ruined her life. It was def the right thing to do.

The thing I learned from this is--always go with your gut, even if you cannot explain it. Your gut knows.