Thanks. This forum helps me tremendously.......like many people, I'm a raft of excuses (at least for now) about the time I have to deal with this appropriately so coming here and telling my story is a big benefit to me. According to me, I'm too busy most of the time.

My friend is the only one who knows I'm BP. Family members have sort of tuned me out even though they were supportive in the beginning. Or they treat me like a sad sack. I suppose a lot of it has to do with the fact that many people in society don't understand mental illness. And perhaps they've tired of me ranting or being up and down.

My friend told me that he *still* has his old party friends (a different crew than mine) trying to get him back into the circuit. Wow, imagine? Perhaps that aren't "friends" after all.....you'd think they'd be there for him after all he has experienced. And it was all bad......being dumped in an empty field in the middle of nowhere bad. Freaking out on his family because he couldn't find his dope bad. This was at age 40.

Good Lord we travel some interesting roads.