10 Years ago my life imploded and I was a mess... I burned out some very good friends. Of course I couldn't see it at the time.. But once I started to find my footing I realized that I expected too much... I had become an emotional vampire, between talking about Fibro chronic pain and then Bipolar ? I was constantly talking about ending things ? I needed to focus on my troubles with my Therapist.... and Friends I have made here.

I seldom talk to my husband about my Bipolar.. If he knew whats goes on in my head daily ?? He'd lose his mind.. If I am doing really bad Ill give him a heads up.. But its up to me to seek out my T /Pdoc/ Close Bipolar friends because they " get it' but there are limits there also.

About a year later I got in touch with the people I had burned out. Wanted to make amends and they appreciated my acknowledging how wrong I was to suck them into my living hell.. We chit chat every blue moon, Like each others stuff on Facebook. But we never that got close again... and that is okay.. I have had to take steps away from people because they were toxic to me..

Stay safe