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Guys who help you out, one thing...clingy guys who fall all over themselves over everything you do, that's a whole other ball of wax. Desperately needing to be loved in order to maintain any semblance of self-worth, or because they just can't be alone, is not a good thing; that kind of fawning adoration will either burn out or make you sick of the sight of them, knowing their every ounce of happiness should not depend on whether or not you like them that day. I dated one of those. I really really tried. He took me to great places, did whatever I wanted, but would cry if I was feeling quiet and not responding to his every "are you OK? did I do something? please talk to me. please..." Just saying "I'm not very talkative right now, I'm just quiet sometimes" only led to more pleading, which made me quieter, which made him whine more, which pissed me off.
Just my 2 cents, without passing what would be ill-informed judgment on any of the guys.
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A word to the wise ain't necessary - it's the stupid ones who need the advice.
--Bill Cosby
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