CrazyJContributor
Loss of old friends
I have been coping with the way my bipolar has ruined so many friendships with me behind the wheel . I am currently confronted with the impending death of a teenage friends father. Upon hearing of his fathers illness I reached out to my old friend.
Then I went on facebook and realized I had friend requested this person years ago. It shows a lot of our old group are mutual friends online. So I was ignored. Of course I realize I have been mentally ill from a young age and wasn't diagnosed until 45. Or medicated..
I lived a rough childhood and these people gave me a place to stay so many nights when my own family threw me out as a teenager, even though they didn't want me there and couldn't afford to feed me. I am moved so deeply by this mans illness.
I somewhat have the means to help financially now and I know they need it. I am not rich, but I could help. I'm trying to understand my feelings of being unwanted as I have dealt with feeling unwanted my entire life. I want to help but at the same time I am hurt.
I'm trying not to make this about me. Its about the man dying in the hospital. I have been looking at an envelope full of cash for weeks trying to decide what to do. How do you anonymously deliver a large sum of money to someone who doesn't want your friendship? Or do I bother? Years ago I buried my mother and brother and none of this old group were there to support me when i needed them. Should that matter?
I think my feelings are tied to the pain of my youth and my own family. Again, I have been sick so many years. Is it even about this man or my own relationship with my own father?
So much of this illness is being self obsessed. It was so much easier prior to medication. I got to be the victim no matter whose fault it was. (Normally my own fault if i had to guess) I got to say F that guy and move on. Now I see my part and can't just shrug off my destuctive nature.
I truly want to help this mans family, as he helped me. But I am struggling with it. At the same time the sick part of me is saying screw you if you don't want my friendship.
It all has to do with a lifetime of mental illness. I'm so tired of being alone and losing friends. I am one of the most loyal, caring people you will ever meet. Why do people turn away? Why do I have this life sentence? Someone please help me. I don't know how to deal with this.
Thanks
Need some guidance friends.