Before Nick moved down here (moved - took a vacation that I paid for and didn't enjoy) I had a dream about him - that he came down here and then went back with Carlos. After some period of time, he was miserable and he wanted me to come rescue him - and I drove up to Ohio in my shiny, Klavierlack black Phaeton and plucked him out of there.
Well, he's moved back with Carlos.
Not that I mind. However, it's now clear to me that his behavior had so little to do with me, and everything to do with invalidating me as someone he could trust to justify his going back with Carlos.
It could have been so much easier and less painful. "Douglas, I've decided to give it a try with Carlos. I'm sorry, but I think it's what I really need to do right now."
"Okay, good luck with that."
Instead, he had to create an environment where he knew that I was going to go nuts based on my past, which I had CLEARLY talked to him about, then decide that I was out of control because I wasn't accepting of him and wander off again being the wounded one.
Okay, if that's how you have to do it.
And, good luck with that.
Good luck to Carlos, too. You two both need to get into some kind of emotional treatment programs - separately. As soon as you get back.
I don't know Carlos well enough to have developed opinions about his pathos, but I have gotten to know and observe Nick, and have shared with him some of the things I have seen active in his psyche. I hope that it all works out.
And, I'm not taking my new Phaeton into the land of salt and snow.
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