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i will attest to that. my wife and i met when we were... 20? I always thought she was cute, we were always friends, but we didn't go on a date until we'd been friends for about ten years. the both of us kept moving in and out of our hometown, crossing paths here and there until the second summer we were both there for more than two weeks at the same time. we finally went on a date, hit it off, dated for about six months, realized we weren't going to get to know each other much better, rushed into marriage, blah blah. if we'd dated when we first met, we'd have broken up after a month. neither of us was mature enough for a stable, adult relationship. pretty sure it has nothing to do with how compatible or who we are, or who we've grown into. i was (and still am, just not quite so much i eat a lot) a little dork