For me, it was like a delayed discovery of red flags. I didn’t recognize it sooner because I was in the unfamiliar zone of “taking it slow”, so it became the blind spot to a healthy approach. It felt like we were navigating a condensed forest with a broken compass, and the river ran dry because he never went south, so I reciprocated his actions, and he never made it past the learning curve (of me) because I dropped him like a college course, and told him to go back to high-school and retake his classes.
