I've got an interesting situation here. I've had a particular stylist at the salon cut my hair for about two years now, and I grew to like her a lot, we had a lot in common from our conversations. Finally I got a shred of confidence and asked her out one day. She warned me up front that she has baby daddy issues and had her heart broken badly, she's been single for two years and still struggling. It seemed as though she would be interested in a relationship if there wasn't so much going on and she was in a place where she was ready, she still wanted to be friends at least, so I can't say it's lack of interest. We exchanged numbers and talked a little, I could tell immediately there was more going on than just a broken heart. In my case I am a borderline personality who can manage myself far better than I used to, and I could tell the things she was saying to me were clearly said in the midst of a depressive episode, and I can empathize there. Eventually I dug deeper and she revealed she is bipolar II, which doesn't really bother me. She dropped out for a bit, came back for a day, then has disappeared ever since. I've done my best to be nothing but patient, compassionate and supportive, and that's all I can really do. As far as her ghosting I've been way more understanding with her than anyone else who has done that to me, but I can see how it could wear people down after a long time and many cycles. So I don't know what to do exactly, I like her a lot, made it as clear as I could I would be there for her and her daughter, and have given her as much space as I can to let her take care of herself. Personally I am a hardcore introvert and really shy so it's hard for me to meet new people, but this one I may have to raise a white flag and walk away. No matter what I will always be supportive of her and she knows that. I also told her right at the beginning that no matter what she is still cutting my hair because she is the best stylist there, so I will see her then. I really wish I could help her but there is nothing I can do unless she helps herself first. Love may be better found elsewhere, but I guess I care too much sometimes.