Another Ex Married

Well, I knew I had some unresolved issues about this particular ex not that I wanted him back. But he did a number on my self-esteem. Truthfully, I think he was a bit of a narcissist. The background of the breakup. I was assaulted by a complete stranger one night and feeling particularly vulnerable. A couple weeks later we went to a movie and it ran late; I asked if he could drive me home, roughly five minutes away, and he refused. When I tried to explain I was feeling on edge still, and I did so calmly, he still refused. I was shocked and angry so I hailed a cab and got myself home. I never contacted him again. And I never heard from him. That was after four years of on/off dating. It was devastating and for the five years after I never really got back on my feet. Six years had passed and I had finally gotten involved with a new man, who as it turned out was simply not well. I had fallen in love but there was so much deception and other weirdness, I had begun to lose myself. And out of the blue my ex phoned me, looking for a booty call. I tried to direct the conversation to something more civil but he eventually went back to his proposition. I asked him, "Well what about your girlfriend?" To which he replied, "Oh that." After all that I had been through, he took it upon himself to make me feel like a piece of meat. I was polite in turning him down and never followed up. The fellow I was dating at the time left the picture, I endured some health problems and a layoff. And my mother was in and out of the hospital for months. Imagine my surprise when I walked in one day to find that her physiotherapist was my ex's girlfriend! I said nothing as she didn't know me and it was none of my business. I was back on anti-depressants because things had become overwhelming for me. Finally, I found another position in a different city and decided to take my chances there. I sent out an email to let my friends and family know, and inadvertently sent it to my ex. Amazingly, he replied as a friend would; with concern and wishing me well. I remember thinking I'd waited years to have some kind of kindness directed my way from him. And now fast forward to today, a little over a year from the booty call call. I discover he married that girlfriend. In fact, he'd called me around the time of his engagement. And I'm upset. Because he really is a much worse asshole than I'd thought and whatever good feeling's I'd had about him have shriveled up. I've definitely moved on, but I can't help but feel bitter. I'm sure my recovery from the assault would have been easier if he hadn't been so callous towards me. I want the time back.