Dear Someone: Why is it that most relationships we call ‘real’ aren’t—and never were?

Read this if you're haunted by relationships that felt like home until they vanished like morning mist.

Dear, Dear Someone, _

I wonder if you're sitting there right now, scrolling through old messages, looking for the moment it all went wrong. Looking for the exact second when "forever" became "never mind." When "I'm here for you" became silence. When the person who knew your middle name and your worst fears suddenly became a stranger who won't return your calls. You keep replaying conversations, searching for clues you missed, signs you should have seen. But maybe the hardest truth is this: there's nothing to find. Because what you're mourning might not be what you lost—it might be what was never really there.