I had the most surreal moment this weekend.A good friend of mind was complaining how one of her employees fled a situation ,in tears ,at work....then she heard from others that employee is bipolar.My friend then went on to say that she feels she should of been informed of the mental status of the employee because she didnt know how to react to the crisis at work.
Funny isnt it.Shes one of my closest friends and I dont have the balls to tell her Im BP.
I just sat there and listened,said nothing.
I wish I had a friend that I could tell and call on in crisis....but I dont.I dont because Im ashamed,ashamed of being sick .Its feels like its my fault.
Sometimes I worry about hurting myself and not being able to reach out.....Ive never reached out before not even when I think I might not wake up.STUPID,STUPID STUPID
Can anyone relate?