Why do I care about this jerk?

Sometimes as women, we want to be "petted" for lack of a better term. Especially when we're alone, and we start to get "petted", the "petting" feels good and we get blinded by the real situation. Now as yourself, would you allow yourself to stay in someone's back pocket? Would you want to be the back-up quarterback who's only good to call plays if the number 1 woman gets injured? Why would you do that? You shouldn't play second choice to him just because his kids' mother kicked him to the curb (probably what happened). Let him be alone and get his "space" from you ... permanently!!