So, I guess I’m a little bit more high maintenance than I thought I was. So I’m going to admit it, and accept it. What I can see, from my own observations of myself, is that I will shut down in order to provide what I need for myself. When I’m with someone, I need to feel loved, and need to be shown that I’m loved. When I don’t get that, I kinda feel left by the wayside and clam up and look elsewhere. I guess I still have that fantasy of being consumed by some fictitious fire that will never exist.