Yes, once in college. I really thought that I wasn’t “classy” or attractive enough for this guy and assumed that was why he never followed through with a physical relationship. He was a great dancer, very intelligent, well dressed, sarcastic sense of humor – all stuff I like. Even let me cry on him when my grandma died. (He was wearing a white sweater and didn’t care about the mascara I got on it.) Anyway, several years post college I found out that he was gay, but dated girls because of the huge intolerance towards gays and lesbians at our school at the time. I felt bad for him when I heard that. And a bit better for me that it wasn’t about me!