Isn’t it remarkable how friendships born out of failed relationships can lead to what a dear friend of mine poignantly called, social detention? This particular friend(ship) evolved from such a situation – although this connection is no longer actively nourished. In honor of your friends, you are inclined to make a choice. And almost always and rightfully so, you choose the person you were friends with before the romance flourished. However, I’ve come to experience that it is hard to stay true to that choice in full clarity. Without a doubt, the old friend will be the better friend forever. But sometimes people come into your life this way and because of that particular entrance they have to walk out of it too, consequently having you to give up on that energy. So maybe it is not detention. Maybe it is chosen deprivation. And we all know that diets, in any shape or form, simply suck.