Friends and mania

Hey guys i think I have burnt my bridges with my friends. 1 has said I'm fine but hasn't actually spoke to me and the other hasn't responded to messages on fb or WhatsApp. I don't want to push it with them. But I miss them. This is very unlike them. I've said hi won't contact them unless they make contact first. As I thought that was the proper thing to do. But it's killing me. As usual my friendships go to pot

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I've burnt, then built then burnt many bridges. So much that it's incredible that they even let me back in... so I burnt them all again.

I gave up when they told me that they REALLY wanted to help. All because of a stupid mass message that I was thinking of *gulp*

After careful and painful paranoia followed by endless nights "rehearsing" how I could be treated like I've never said anything odd. Well, I drew a picture in my head of an accurate description of what they all thought.

It didn't bother me but they saw themselves as generally healthier people that didn't bother me at all because it's actually true, but what bothered me is that I thought that they were smarter than than me.

But he'll breaks loose when I say that they are dumber than a bag of rocks.

I don't miss those workaholic robots.

By the way. I'm still pissed with my cousin for saying "if you were going to Top Yourself, you would have done it a long time ago"

Like he's telling me that I should have done it right after my young brother. And when he saw me in hospital he said "I thought you were a gonna"!

Do you you see how much crap happens between family and friends. F_them!

If they were your friends, really good friends. They wouldn't be putting you through this pain.

No worries, just don't eat them

Sometimes, friends don't accept you for who you are. Or, they long for days past when the posse ran amok and had fun. My friends wanted the "old me" back, the one that could party all night and play the fool at a moments notice. But I don't want to be that person anymore. People change, people move on, and we're not always the same people we were when we were young and didn't really have a care in the world.

And that's OK, there's nothing wrong with that. We all move on to better horizons with or without our "friends". In my case, I moved on without them. They live their lives, I live mine, and our paths will probably never cross again. Right now, I only have one or two close friends (who I don't see all that much) but my focus needs to be on *me* for the indeterminate future.

I have 2 friends both long distance. One I talk to maybe 2-4x a year. The other was my brides maid and I've just reconnected. They both knows I have BP and worries. Because they're so far away it doesn't affect my relationship with them much. Have you though of doing meet ups or another group activities to meet people? It'll keep you occupied and out.

I am very sorry you are experiencing this with your friends.


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Hey guys I'm still non the wiser re my friends. I'm currently sitting with no friends to talk to and it's killing me. I can't bare this. I feel like they have abandoned me. I try not to upset people but this bloody bipolar makes me act like a complete numpty (fool).

Do you like doll's? Some times when I'm all alone, I take my doll's...I mean action figures..phew .. into the bathroom with me.

Come on I know you want to

Erm.. No lol....

How about you watch a movie that's sure to make you cry. Like beaches with bet midler

Maybe after a good cry you will find some perspective, but could actually make you feel worse...for a little while.

Or find a new friend that enjoys taking dolls into the bathroom with you

Oh the loss of friends

I have lost many along the way, I have a very hard time following through with plans. Between chronic pain and Bipolar. Some days I just can’t. Eventually people stop asking and me too.

Solution ? Try and make Bipolar take up the smallest part of your relationship with friends, better to unload with a T or other bipolars like anyone here , we get it.

Hi Miss Laura--I'm not bipolar but recently found out my long distance boyfriend is. (I don't think he knows I know). Anyway, I did notice he did not have friends. Not outside of Fb anyway. His job he works alone, but is friends with his coworkers. Not outside of work except for work related get togethers which he does go to and enjoys. In his case I think it is more afraid of developing friendships. Friends want to socialize, and I'm sure the timing is not always good for him, etc.. People probably don't know how to deal with things when they get bad. Anyone that cannot handle the issues, I believe is not good for you anyway. You don't need to help them help you other than explaining to them when in a good place. I have clinical depression and when I declined a shopping trip with my two sister-in-laws they were offended. I explained that I would not be enjoyable and did not want to bring down their day. They did not understand that they would not be able to change my mood. I let them be offended Understandable, being family we still have contact, but I no longer get invited on this things! Luckily mental issues are being brought to the forefront so maybe people will start to have a better understanding. I am sticking by my boyfriend, letting him know I am here for however long it is before he can relate to me again. (and he has been getting better and contacting me in small but meaningful ways). Hang in there, something, somebody, good will come along. (I have worked in psych, stay on meds, talk to Dr. if you have issues with what you are on. Have gotten close with many of the residents, and always happy to see them get back out there).

Same thing happened to me. I'm also autistic (high functioning) so losing friendships tears me apart to my core. But I'm optimistic.

Hope things get better.

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Still nothing from my friends.... another week has went past. I'm itching to talk to them but I told them I would let them contact me... since I have obviously upset them.

Think after a month of being manic I'm finally hitting a low. I am struggling to get up in the morning. It's taking me 3 or 4 hours to get up. I'm a little more sub-dued (if that's how you spell it). Just feeling more blah than fab

This is such a perfect description. I, too, have sent many a bridge up in smoke. I often wonder if I do it so that they can’t cross or to prevent myself from trying.

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Uh no .. me neither