What you described vis-a-vis your lingering desire for connectedness to Monsoor and Le Shmedlap's obsessive-compulsive attraction to the reflected light of celebutards -- Hey! Monsoor La Teigne! Drawn like a moth to the flame of celebrity -- sounds an awful lot like classic codependency. He's an addict, a fame-junkie. And you're sort of in the Melody Beattie position -- married to a junkie -- though not a junkie yourself (and thank the gods for that!).
