News flash! I've always been drawn to the one with the problems. I help. I expect them to love me. They don't, I hurt and we part. Repeat.
If it's so easy and so obvious, why didn't some therapist just tell me in a few words a long time ago and suggest that I stop?
Now that I'm free, I believe that maybe I'll deal with my fear of abandonment issues for awhile. Might as well.
Oh, I still have no regrets except that I've dragged other folks through the fires with me. I suppose it gave me something to write about. I shoulda' stuck with philately.