I only date crazy (cluster B especially) women. It‘s always exciting, never boring, and I feel useful when I support them in whatever crisis situation they created. Somehow I confuse being wanted as support with love.
I tried dating more balanced people, who have their lives under control. Couldn’t do it. It’s simply too boring.
I really miss my unstable ex, even though the relationship ended with a broken heart, being broke as in too much credit card debt, a broken door in my apartment, and broken friendships with my old friends. I would do it all again though. The happiest days of my life were together with that extremely charming and sexy histrionic goddess.
Limerance is my favorite drug.