OK, more details. I have an irrational fear of mice. If I see one I get hysterical. My husband knowing this let me know we had a mouse in our house so that I could be prepared. I told my friend that I was terrified of mice and he decided it was a good idea to describe all the parts in great detail. As he was doing that I was going into a bigger and bigger panic attack. I was sobbing before he stopped. I kept telling him to shut up and he thought I was joking. I could not leave the sofa all day, not to go to the bathroom, not to get lunch (and I am diabetic so missing meals is bad). I was stuck there from 11 am to 5 pm shaking and crying. And then last night had more panic attacks when we were out.

The friendship was pretty one-sided, I would talk him down from cutting or from a rage, I would listen to him but when I needed someone to listen to me he was never there. He would always turn it back to him.

Definitely not a healthy friendship.