Hello, good people of PsychCentral. Please hear me out.
I've been through a lot with this one person. Let's name her Andrea.
She was actually the one who once jumpstarted a lot of positive changes in my life - motivated me to break up a pointless relationship, go seek medical help with my mood swings etc. I used to think of her as far superior to me - she is obviously way more mentally ill than I am, but takes it as a champ. She was this only person that I could always talk to about my fractured mental state. Maybe we talked about it too much. In fact, our relationship started to look like a lot like therapy.
But she is no therapist. And even if she was, one shouldn't get counseling from an aquaintance, right?

Lately things have changed. Andrea found a new calling in life - wants to make indie video games now. In spite of her unstable mental health she wrote down a detailed game scenario and found people who are willing to code for her. It all started to look very real. I know about all this because she told me. She have been talking about this game an awful lot recently. I tried to cheer for her, but couldn't. I started to have this ugly feeling inside.
The game's script seemed overblown and boring to me; the theme of the game - ridiculous, to say the least. Suddenly I became the opposite of a true friend - smiling on the surface and saying "great, can't wait to play it!" - while tearing my friend's brainchild down internally. I had to confront my own pettiness.

The thing is that - I envy her. I used to dream about game developing too. But that never came into fruition - i was too depressed, too unstable to achieve anything in the field, you see. I am a nobody with a ****** part-time job, while she is on a speedy way to greatness. And it bothers me.

My depression gets steadily worse and worse for months know. I have less and less nice and uplifting things to say, for most of the time I'm feeling like crap.

Andrea told me lately that our relationship hurts her; that I'm "enjoying it" and "willfully prolonging this slump". She assured me that "she'll be there for me in the future "(whatever that means.) She sugarcoated it in lots of nice sounding fluff words like "love", but I don't believe a thing. For me, actions speak louder. If you really love someone - you don't cut them off. That's how I see it.

We stopped talking to each other a few weeks ago. I feel bad. Mostly abandoned and disillusioned - I used to see her as such a wise and noble person, and there she goes, dumping this friendship because I make her feel bad. Using my own bad mental state against me. But I'm also strangely relieved. Now I won't have to listen to all this banter about the game anymore. I won't ever have to play it.

What do you think? Should I actually take her at her word and reach out to her again in a month or two - or is it a lost cause? For now I feel like she can go to hell - but that might change over time. I am volatile like that.