Over a glass of wine with a friend, I recently realized that my pattern in choosing men is to pick the ones who need rescuing. Just got divorced, or on a spiritual quest, or deeply unhappy, or cynical, or angry. The common denominator is that they are all depressed. I guess it’s some kind of mothering complex. But the result is always that they are very self-centered, as they probably should be while they straighten things out. I just want to keep from getting involved with them!!