This was also much of my dating experience when I was newly divorced and in my early 30s. I just kept somehow matching up with men who were very much still wounded and desperately needed a therapist more than another date. One guy even tried to USE me as a therapist, weeping into his restaurant napkin. I ended up using the experience to focus on myself, to figure out why I was picking these guys and trying better with my screening techniques. I eventually met my now husband, but it’s rough out there!