Well that's an interesting question. They told me they hated themselves. Wanted to die, had threatened to kill themselves. I was the one who needed to be there. I got some sense of gratification from trying to help. Ultimately though, in acting to be the complete opposite to who I was the first time, drove them Away all the same. What's worse is I may have caused more damage.

I am codependent and I recognise that now. No love can't be forced and you can attempt to overrule your heart, but it will only result in resentment.
The right person will embody all of the qualities we need ( not want ) But need and when that happens all of the past will be a moot point- or more importantly a lesson learned.

Having said all of that I am a sucker and will die with faith that there is always hope...