I recently received an email from a friend who was telling me about a particular man in her life who she’d once had a brief encounter with. This man however was married, completely unavailable both physically and emotionally and my friend was still struggling with the fact that he was making no effort to be a part of her life. This really riled me. It was clear as day that my friend was clinging onto this guy who was so obviously not interested and never would be. But she still refused to let go holding onto an idea of what could have been. She seemed to be living for him and for any sign or attempt of recognition that their encounter meant something to him.