Ok, I can be that.  Sometimes too much–too flexible  Allowing the other to do what they will and I follow.  I was explaining that I have been through my years like a bat–sending mind-reading sound waves to you and around me, waiting to feel the resonance back, and then finding my way around relationships.

But sometimes nothing comes back.  No resonance, no acknowledgement, no attention.  Then, as a true codependent, I can go crazy nagging you, “helping” you, and trying to fix you so you will notice me.  It doesn’t work out that well.

When that happens, like a river I should just keep going–flowing.  What an unmovable object does to a river is none of its concern.  Still for a human, it can be disconcerting.  If I make a noise in the woods next to you and you don’t see me–am I real at all?

That is why I have a nearby godface.  I pull on the smooth cheek of the Dear One who whispers sweet everythings in my ear, into my sensitive neck.  Or I call on the 8 ft tall Celtic Warrior with artillery of love, standing true and steady beside me revealing my confidence.  Or a tiny white pigeon walks nearby me, and the Divine giggles as She putters around on the sidewalk, saying “how do I look now?”