About ten years ago, I dated a boy who told me right off the bat he was codependent. I had no idea what that meant initially, even as he explained that he “needed to feel needed.” Our relationship came to a rapid demise after just a few months. He told me that because I owned my own condo, had a great job that took me all over the country, and had a great family, I didn’t need him. Looking back, he was totally right. I don’t need any man to feel complete or feel loved. Jesus alone completes me and fills my heart.
My husband is my best friend. I married him because I want to spend the rest of my life with him, not because I need him to fill some selfish hole within me. I tend to think that a symbiotic relationship makes for a better foundation than a parasitic one. Our relationship is strong because we compliment each other and spur each other on to grow.