I was 43, met a 23 year old man, he ended up being what I still to this day think of as being the love of my life. I felt for him much how you feel about this young woman. I will never forget him. But I did the right thing, the adult thing, and let him go. because he had not lived life yet, he was still growing up. It was one of the hardest things I have done. doing the right thing is not always the easy thing. There's much more to the story and a reason I am also on pc. he and I were both undiagnosed with mental illness at the time we met, our relationship is what led us both to finding out what our issues were. he has schizoaffective and I have bipolar.