I think I may have realized why I always fall in love with women who don't love me. I am currently in love with someone who doesn't love me, yet I continue to do things for her and how she behaves is just not right. I think that this is a reflection of the relationship I had with my mother. Here, the person I love is me and I am my mother. I always felt I was a bastard to my mother, I was completely selfish and did not care what I put her through and before she passed away she felt that I did not love her. Regardless of how I was with her she still loved me and spoiled me. This individual I was in love with dragged me through hell while doing everything she needed if possible. Not once did she do anything for me. Now as I am trying to cut her off I realized this reflection. In her mind, am I the parent she never had? I also feel her insecurities made her behave this way, she was selfish and completely indifferent to how I felt. What's the right thing to do?