I once went out to dinner and a movie with a then-friend, like many other casual hangouts we had over the years, but this time that person made a pass at me at the end of the evening and I went with it. This started a relationship which turned incredibly toxic and put me through years of domestic abuse. (It was long ago, I’m fine now.)

Whatever the hell we had for dinner that night was probably my most personally-costly meal ever, and I would not describe it as worth it.