I 'friendzoned' him for years. I though he was my best friend and I treated him like s***. I was totally oblivious though to all this though; I never meant to. And oh god, when I found out, after we stopped talking I beat myself up about it for years. Apologised a thousand times. We started speaking again and he's changed, apparently I'm now: "we all know she will sleep with me noone else will put up with her long enough she'd too frigid. She has too many issues. It's only a matter of time." How the h*** did it get this far? The mind games went on too long, from both of us; I cut off all contact but the thing that scares me is that I miss him. And I think he's right.