I was thinking tonight about the friend I cast off at Christmastime for his ridiculous emotional pushing and pulling of me. I'm sad to learn many weeks and even more dates than that later that he's not even close to the least healthy person I've been out with in the last three months. Not even close.
He was different with me than he was with other people or by himself. He was fed in a deep way by our coexistence that I feel sure he had never been before. The change was psychically jarring to be sure, and it's why he couldn't sustain in our relationship, but it's also what makes it so sad that he couldn't. I did love him very much and we always fit together well. We made a great deal of sense together.
It's sad that people don't know what to do or how to be loved. It hurts my core, too often.
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