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Welcome back to Coda-cast,
the weekly podcast for the recovering co-dependent.
Let's dive right back in.
We all know that boundaries are crucial
to successful romantic relationships,
but if you've been living in a state
where boundaries and healthy personal limits
simply do not exist,
you could be experiencing what's called enmeshment.
Where you're defined more by the feelings
of your partner than your own.
The emotional needs of the other person dwarf yours,
you feel their feelings,
your true identity is lost or blended into theirs.
You feel responsible for the emotional state of your partner
often desiring to fix or to save them.
And the bad news, unfortunately,
doesn't stop there.
Those that successfully break free
of the prison of enmeshment
could find that this throws their entire being into crisis.
A lack of authentic self-development
makes this freedom feel like annihilation,
and with any immense relational change
even a necessary one, comes chaos.
- The attached... - God!
...system in distress cries out wondering,
who am I without my partner?
This person who was my world.
What are my own feelings untethered from this person?
How will I survive?
How can I ever feel safe again?
If this is you...
If this is you, take comfort;
know that you have the right to love yourself first.
You should be your own first priority.
You are worthy of your own love.
Thank you.
Dude, straight slayin'.
If you told me six months ago...
Hey, teamwork, dreamwork, motherfucker.
- It's all you, dude. - Hey.
Once again, I am Valentine Fawkes.
My best friend, the unstoppable Julie Voccola on guitar.
- Fuck you, too, Julie. - Hey, fuck you back, bud.
- It's not worth it. - I'm not gonna let 'em
harass you.
I want to thank you all for coming out here tonight.
As some of you may know,
this is my first show in a few years,
and I am just blown away that you're all here.
Uh, okay, we've got one more for ya.
I wrote it almost five years ago.
And for the record, yes, this song is mine.
It's called The Knife.
- You suck! - Get off the stage!
Get off the stage!
Hey, this isn't a comedy show, dude.
- Could have fooled me. - All things being equal,
you didn't heckle during our set,
so we can't let you heckle during hers.
Are you feeling left out?
I liked your set, at least I thought I did.
- Do you know her? - Not personally.
I try not to befriend psycho bitches.
So you guys are just creepy misogynist types, is that it?
Do I look like a misogynist?
Shit is societal.
Women can be just as sexist...
- Okay, lady. - The name is Rosa.
- And this is Nick. - They know that,
they watched our set. Can we please go now?
Rosa, take a gander at the girl on stage.
Does she look like someone you might have seen some place?
- Trezzure. - The Trezzure?
- No, that girl... - Is not her.
- She is the spitting image. - Yep.
Same hair, same voice.
This bargain bin Betty bites an artist's look,
bites an artist's style, and just fuckin' bites.
It's sick, it makes me sick, you make me sick!
Some people are deranged.
And you guys are here because?
We're Trezzure's representatives.
Oh, sick.
I mean, me and Nick are looking for new management.
We moderate The Trezzury.
The Trezzury,
the biggest Trezzure fan board in the entire world.
Original superfans only.
Look, can we go now?
Stuff's just sittin' out back.
We're basically begging to get robbed.
Are you gonna talk during her entire set too?
I mean, you are just as bad as these guys.
You were talking.
I'm being as bad as precisely you.
Well, not precisely precisely,
because you were gonna drop to your knees
if they were industry.
Industry doesn't heckle, so that was a clue.
Okay, I cannot believe the way
that you speak to me, Nick.
On Valentine's Day?
Since when do we believe in greeting card holidays?
Since always.
Or did you think I was being ironic
when I got you a card and chocolate and flowers?
You know what? Forget about it.
I'll go load up so we don't get robbed.
Drama.
I seriously thought she was being ironic.
What'll it be?
Vodka rocks, please and thank you.
Oh, it's $10, even.
Where did you get that done?
Um, Body Electric on Melrose.
- Oh. - My guy's name is Samir.
He does good work.
Looks amazing.
Thanks.
I'm Royal, by the way.
- Eddie. - Great name.
Classic.
She almost done?
Set's over in five.
Well, then this is for you.
As soon as the crowd clears,
I would really love it if you and the other staff
could take the rest of the night off.
- What? - You heard me.
Yeah, that's not gonna happen.
Look, I just need a little privacy
with my old friend up there.
See, I'm here to surprise her,
I'd kind of like to keep that surprise discreet.
Discreet.
Not to be that guy, but...
I'm kind of a public figure.
Here, you can look me up.
Damn, really.
I'm gonna go powder my nose
and let you think about that.
Thank you!
Uh, thank you to the 3 of Hearts Club
for having us and for all of you guys
for coming out tonight.
Seriously, thank you.
Carrying all of that gear would have taken
another 20 minutes if you hadn't come through.
Always happy to help.
I think your lady might need you.
Yeah.
All you had to do was say, "Hey, Nick, need a hand."
Or you could see that I need a hand
with your eyes.
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