I wanted your support

I believe you didn't know how. You didn't learn as a child and so you were unfamiliar with giving and receiving as an adult.

I believe I gave you support that didn't match your needs. I cannot recall any support I received from you, and I can recall you complaining when I asked. And going absent. Withdrawing into other love affairs at times.

I so wish you had been capable. You had your own issues to sort out, and rarely made any progress on your own agenda. Nothing left for me when I dearly needed your love. Real love. The sort of love that derives from kindness. Other-centered love.

I would have thrived with some of that.  Maybe returned even more of it to you than I did.  

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