It still hurts though my ex-husband has rejected me because of this stupid breast cancer. I ran into him several months ago, and luckily I was looking at my best, & even wearing a top showing cleavage. I saw the snake looking at them most likely wondering if they were real or not. They're real alright, but crooked as can be. He'll never know though. Oh well, what's important is I'm still here & kicking. Wish I could find a nice man to spend the rest of my life with. That could help take my mind off stuff like this.