Adulting is hard.

[Remorse] Well, where do I begin?

My best friend, (let's call him Skeletor.) many years ago he found some chick online (let's call her Veridian) and she took his v-card. After a while of being Fuck-buddies, she admitted to wanting more, a relationship. He shot her down and friend zoned her. But she didn't give up that easy and kept contact, Since this guy's my best friend her and I became my friends along the way too.

I don't know how or when, but at some point I developed a crush on this woman. She's pretty, she's sassy, she's just my type. But I never did anything about it because I don't want my bro's sloppy seconds. Or she was already in a relationship. Or I never thought she could see me, past Skeletor. So I "accepted" defeat without even trying. I act like a jackass to push her away emotionally. Fast forward a bit and I find myself my own woman, we hit it off and after a year we got married. 5 months after that I realize I fucking hated it. I hate the marriage. I hate waking up next to this woman. I hate spending every waking moment with this woman. I hate the thought of spending the rest of my life with her. (This is an entirely different story that I'm not going to bother with.) When I tell my friends I'm getting a divorce I learned they had a betting pool about how long it would last before we split. I cut short their projections by several months. I tell Viridian I'm getting a divorce and she congratulates me, and confesses that she's also had a crush on me, before I met the wife. but had been holding out for Skeletor. (Until one night he got super drunk and confessed he would never want a relationship with her).

I'm on cloud nine that we both had an eye out for the other. I'm not mad I've wasted my time with the wife. I feel like I had to learn some very hard life lessons here. Now balancing work, school, and a divorce makes life turbulent. But Viridian and I have agreed to start a relationship. Naturally there's some bumps in the road. As of writing this I'm still technically married, waiting to get past the courts mandatory waiting period before you can schedule a court date. There's also the huge elephant in the room, Skeletor. He's obviously hung up about me dating his former Fuck buddy, and is cock-blocking me. And if I'm honest, I'm not exactly peachy keen about that concept either. And Viridian had feelings for Skeletor too. But the drunken stupor, crushed her. They grew a little distant. I reached out to her to vent my marital woes. And yes, I probably wouldn't be getting a divorce without her. I probably would've just ground my teeth until I did Something stupid. But she told me what I needed to hear. Never once mentioned her feelings for me until I had committed to the divorce. I feel strange trying to get cuddly with her because of existing circumstance but if you've never had this problem, the "what if?" of letting someone get away will eat you from the inside.

TL:DR I'm trying to start something with my BFF's old Fuck buddy. Am I a sociopath??