“Don’t you want someone to care about you?”
My first instinct, “Of course, that’s a silly question!”
My second thought, “Someone does care about me.”
My third pondering, “Are you behaving like a person who doesn’t want someone to care about you?”
My fourth question, “You do want someone to care about you, don’t you?”
And finally, unexpected revelation, “No, I don’t. Nobody should care about me. I wouldn’t if I were them.”
You did me a favour by pointing out the obvious, by forcing me to think about my situation. I might have gone on for years believing I had found love, that I felt love, that I even wanted love. You saved me a lot of time.
If I didn’t hate you so much, I might even thank you.
A work in progress 
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