My history with people of troonage is far more extensive. Unfortunately, this was only one of the many, many people I knew in college who fell prey to this. It stole my best friend, too. And her husband. It stole the friend who officiated my wedding and whose baby was the flower girl. It stole my favorite D&D buddy, too. Plus a bunch of others who were friends but not as close as those.
And for each of them, I got to watch it turn them into perpetual victim losers who never moved forward with life again in any meaningful way. Perpetual adolescents who start a social contagion among their friends, in every single case. A few are now trooning out their own children. Kids I babysat when they were newborns and toddlers.
I can't forget or forgive. I guess that means the whole thing broke me. Probably. But yeah, it definitely has something to do with why I seek out more stories of idiots mutilating themselves. I see my lost friends in a lot of them, and I really hope someone sees the mockery at some point and decides that maybe they can figure out some way to exist in the world that doesn't require everyone to feign a total lack of knowledge of human sex.