Danna Reich Colman
Sep 19 · 3 min read

I used to lie awake at night and think about him. I’d wonder what he was doing. I’d imagine what his wife looked like and wonder how much time they spent together and if they still liked each other or had fallen out of love. I had already read lots of books on psychoanalysis and recognized that I was in a state of transference. It’s just another form of love, really, but the books explained how it wasn’t really love and that I was transferring all my feelings from…