Sometimes "real" is our desire for a particular and preferred frame of reference to materialize. Our expectations may cause us to spend years believing the frame will be realized only because we once had it and want it again. Real is when we cease to wait for something to frame up. Waiting =/= Living. ~Zest of Life
Forget all the psycho-babel-bullcrap; deep down your heart's love for someone is real. But Never again will I ever allow others to have me think I am somehow codependent. Mourn it, let it go, move on, and be wiser for the next journey...never ever be confused again....
What difficult thing(s) have you had to let go of? What helped, or would have helped, make it a little easier? You thought is was real; and it was real at that time. Be gentle with yourself.